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The wind howls..The moonlight gleams dimly thru the shades..



"Sweet surrender unto you Madam Night.

Why do you not collect me?

Are not my offerings sufficient?

Do they pale in comparison with other devoted souls?

Does not my boundless dedication peak your interest?

Or my incessant pining enflame your desire?"



I lay in bed ever so still perhaps to cause illusion,

To convince myself and those who inquire that your lips have graced my eyes..

Yet false it is,

No valentine to ever fill my box,

For in the cool brisk night I remain awake forever.

Imagining your soft fingers caressing my head, gliding along my brow..

Slowly traveling down my face and up again as you whisper a sweet "Goodnight".

Fresh linens and lit candles do nothing to charm your frigid heart..

Sultry nightwear cannot seem to produce feminine wiles strong enough to bid you come..

Unable to function!

Stuttering to think!

A stark raving loon you have made me!

Just one night I beg of you to let me sleep!



Copyright © 2012 J.E.A.

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DarkMuse
22:28 Oct 08 2012

Such emotion, and detailed, sadness, yet

a yearning of strength. Some great lines in this:



"Sweet surrender unto you Madam Night.

Why do you not collect me?

Are not my offerings sufficient?

Do they pale in comparison with other devoted souls?

Does not my boundless dedication peak your interest?

Or my incessant pining enflame your desire?"



I lay in bed ever so still perhaps to cause illusion,

To convince myself and those who inquire that your lips have graced my eyes..

Yet false it is,

No valentine to ever fill my box

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Deola
00:53 Oct 09 2012

**blush** thank you for your sweet words..this really was heartfelt anguish..i should probably make an updated verse for my ambien...they are sleep's cheating love spell lol

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