Shadow Poetry


Eyes that shine blood red

In the dark



For the underbelly to be exposed

Fangs to know

Claws to reason


Run, they said

But the creatures

Lurking in the hollows of our nightmares

They are so very hard to break

And my hands are already so dirty

Necromance me


2 thoughts on “Love

    1. +1 …really, really cool, Daphne. Makes me think, a bit, of the first ASMR I heard from you, the Bedtime Story. Still one of my ear/heart/head’s fav. spoken pieces… “Once upon a time…” 🙂 Cheers and warm winds during this strange time(s), Magical Scribe. ❤

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