Let the sweet moments of dark breed night thoughts stay in the corner of your waking world mind.
Last sleep I was gifted with succulent delights, touching my lusts from some deep place thought lost.
Peaceful exteriors kept the hungry claws unseen, and the tempo was like someone in pause
Still, in the day, I can feel the passion and know the sights.
A sign of things to come, mixed with reminders from the heat once kept lit, all day
And into the night.
