Night whispers in the softest hellos
Lost forgotten songs
I shall be the love you found just reach out
I shall walk alone,the rapid heart
Night cried in Bedlam, blood seeps
Its never wrong , I shall walk along
Vengeance can't be heard openly smallest words
Lies are torment from his grave
Insentient my love,I can't lift the lock
darkness escaped the edam pendulum of death
Forensic the lapis of shattered glass
Shards of signposted hoods, laced haunting's
He escapes to me, dead roots surface his face
I am misunderstood , blood roses spirit caress the nigh
You seek me, vampire lady
Love the opening line: "Night whispers in the softest hellos, Long forgotten songs." There is a darkness here that is unmistakable. Lady Red seems an apt title. John
Jack London’s cousin writes a heartwarming, young adult story about the glory of life. It is also a heart-pounding adventure to a new and strange world.
Love ya!
Jane