There was something luminous about her, she was mysterious, peaceful, and seemed happiest at night in a crowd.
At Night in a Crowd
Tender Winter
Another night the snow falling, the gentle flakes banking on the street. The sky, a place of tender winter.
Darkness of the Night
My life force is a dreary November night. The rain against the panes my candle nearly burnt out, the glimmer infusing life into me. People did not understand I was borne into the darkness of the night.
The Beach
It is a rare form of happiness. The beach empty, footprints in the sand, the night and the sea.
Moon’s Song
The magnificent sea tenderly struck up a new rhythm, accompanied by the moon's song into the night.
Sin Loving Soul
Dusk had come tumbling into a gloomy night, the squalid streets waiting for a sin loving soul in quest of a call by desire.
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The Beast
That fool spent the night drinking and wakened the beast in him.
Smothering Embrace
I glanced up and there above me, in smothering embrace of the August night was the moon, pregnant with light.
Aimlessly Walk
Aimlessly walk the winter street on a coldwind night in Edinburgh.
My Jealousy
Her smell in my bed the night before was the beginning of my jealousy.
