In the depths of the night
I wonder aimlessly through the bowels of dark alleys and desolate streets.
Lust guides my path.
Desire beckons me.
Unknowing what lurks beyond the shadowy scapes
As I sense the severe silhouettes that await
and embrace their violation
For wantonness wears me like a cape
and I am the product of my own imagination
A lone angel of the night desperate with vigilant lust
Helplessly I yearn for many lewd intrusions
my black wings erected for flight
I am the night.
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