Hush now sweetheart and close your eyes
For dreams now come to your soft gray eyes
I crave to feel your soft warm breath
But love is addicted me naked in death
Open the glass vile and let the liquid swill
For softer the night on the writers quill
O beautiful perfume that bathes her skin
So let my eyes percieve her as death edges in
Now sweet night has covered my true
I rest forever in sadness Belladonna Blue
A contest entry
- GIVE ME YOUR BEST by Mila7.
600 points, ended March 24, 2009, 60 entries
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