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This poem is about the power of that dark desire that consumes you. Please Rate & Review |
| Darkness Swept me off my feet Beckoned me Seductively Made promises it could not keep- Promises it would not keep Still I let it consume Me Basked in its Warmth Suddenly the comfort was gone The coldness Seeped through The moon was No longer A friend I ran- Ran far away But still it calls to me Threatens to sweep me Off my feet, Makes promises I know it will not keep I forget the danger And go back- Thinking the moon is my friend I long to feel the warmth I see it beckoning-again Seductively Sweeps me off my feet Darkness- Once Again |