Dark clouds backlit by the moon
An eerie silver light falling on the horizon...

Screaming eagle looking tough and dangerous
Held in restraint by the fishnet on your thigh...

This is the season of my youth
The second I am to know...

Light emitting from a distant room...
Sneaking through an open door...

Rays of sun beat back the ice and snow
Revealing a barren landscape of pale earth...

Warm summer rain gently falling upon us
Cleansing our souls with its gentle touch...

There is a darkness on the edge of my soul
From being burnt one too many times...

Slowly you move towards me
Gliding in a seductive way...

The nights passion is driven
Pushed to the brink with each touch...

What say you?
I ask...not knowing why...

Black is the night creeping eternal
Smothering all in its vise like grip...

If the sun refused to shine
Rivers no longer flow to the sea...