To know that none
That know that some...
The swirl of skirts
The sound of glasses clinking...
This narrative poem is inspired by Anne Rice's...
Macbeth poem
A thane of cawdor...
Darkness befalls you in lush black weeping willows
I lived, I\'ve known longer than any...
I am sitting all in this dark ordained room.
I have no one to talk to...
A dark caped shadow
Doth creep the streets...
Pale as a ghost
Hair black as the night...
The anger of the demon
Sends sparks of fire everywhere...
Born from fire,
Crimson with golden tips and a pearly sheen...
A long time ago
He was a wondrous being...
Breeze through the trees
Whisper of the wind...