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The Night Spirits

Poetry By: devilrod
Fantasy


ghosts


Submitted:Mar 7, 2007    Reads: 249    Comments: 11    Likes: 1   


Through the night we go

On the breeze, we claim our wings

A song of sweet kisses on our lips

That touch such lonely souls

Waiting in our path

We pour shivers down their spines

Like cold water down a parched throat

With our prescence felt

We expand, and gather speed

Strengthened by the energies that we release

Snatching the gasps

Of each wide eyed participant

Onward

In our haunting and delirious dance

Oh, the night is young





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