Feel the hurt
Black caped velvet nights through recesses it tiptoes, stealing stealthily through your mind, shadowed footsteps it chose.
Furtive and gliding silently, slow motion and unobserved, reaching into the depths, where it knows you'll feel the hurt.
Running fingers of emotion, touching a soft and gentle heart, eager to envelop it, in darkness from the start.
Sparing no forgotten tricks, tantalising your very soul, moving in and out of shadows, It's got your full control !
Copyright Elga B August 11, 2004 - All Rights Reserved
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Some poem Elga...
Love Tinka
Sandie May Angel
susan
ouch. felt this one deep--powerful, vividly expressed emotions and imagery--well done!
(((HUGS))) and love, karla. :(