Judith Beiten

The union

The night is our cradle
The sight of the moon ends the battle
Which deep inside our hearts
Is ripping us in parts
 
The mist of darkness wrapped around us
Let us drown in our lust
The cold dust touching your skin
Forever I want to be your sin
 
The glim in your eyes shining bright
In the dark I want to be your bride
The black crow flying above
Blesses our love
 
The weak light of the night shows us our path
Where we will be together, even after death
 

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Published on e-Stories.org on 15.04.2006.

 
 

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