A LOVE PECK

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He takes my blood.

I fall in a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

PREY FOR THE DEAD
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THE NIGHTWALKER

I walk quickly this night

from those who lurk from sight.

The wind gives a whistle, a sigh,

as the strands of my hair lift high.

The moon hides its face.

I quicken my pace.

Shadows surround me.

Footsteps behind me.

Hands circle my neck.

Is that a love peck?

He takes my blood.

I fall in a red flood.

Will I belong to him?

He watches with a grin.

I’ve become a nightwalker,

a present from my stalker.

 
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THE DARK FOE

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Night drifts closer.

Black replaces blue.

Clouds fall slowly.

A dark day for you.

Grey clouds soak the pink.

The waves hit the shore.

I know what you think.

You can’t take much more.

Truth is hard to bear.

Our town lost its glow.

Nightwalkers are here.

Lost to the dark foe.

THE DEAD GAME