Fearless lovers of the night,
Ruled by everlasting hunger,
Inseparable like life and death.
God's glowing
White eye watches them,
But innocence and guilt
Are of no importance.
Judgment only pertains
To the fruitful fluid
Your body harbors,
A delicacy.
Their fangs will
Free you and I.
I am beholden
To them.
Their fangs will
Free you and I,
And the night
Will become
Our playground.
Originally written 12/6/08
Revised 11/19/14
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
Nov 19, 2014
Nov 19, 2014 at 1:31 PM UTC
Fearless lovers of the night,
Ruled by everlasting hunger,
Inseparable like life and death.
God's glowing
White eye watches them,
But innocence and guilt
Are of no importance.
Judgment only pertains
To the fruitful fluid
Your body harbors,
A delicacy.
Their fangs will
Free you and I.
I am beholden
To them.
Their fangs will
Free you and I,
And the night
Will become
Our playground.
Originally written 12/6/08
Revised 11/19/14
(c) 2014 Brandon Antonio Smith
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