...The walls shake, windows rattle
who in the night howls at the moon
twisted, torn, vulnerability rises
the darkness suffocates her
enclosing her words, speak she must not
ting, ting, ting,
rain hits the metal
she who sits, motionless
eyes searching through the night
distant footsteps, darkness has arrived
boards creak, dogs bark
eyes widen, soft footsteps,
cold clammy hands reaching for the door
Swings open, darkness stands before her
skin paler than light, eyes cold and black
hard, cracked hands touch her tanned soft face
mind races, body tightens
darkness pulls her close, blue, rough lips
pressed gently upon her soft shimmery lips
walls stand still, windows silent
sun peaks out as rain evaporates
body loosens, his body now warm and vibrant
stepping back, gazing into the his big brown eyes
perspective clears, for she fell in love with
the angel of mirage