Litz

Under control of the moon

In the woods

Night shade clouds my bad thoughts

My bad dreams

We loved like cripples

Vulnerable

Newborns

No bones

Evil Power reigns supreme

Red beauty comes gradual

He enjoys the feeling

I sink into painful memories

Alone, uninviting

Yet pleading

Fear of darkness ends life

Kills laughter

Dead? Or dying?

We kiss

Weak and trembling

You were such an odd

Desire of mine