10-15-2014, 08:53 AM
Call from the Night
The darkness beckons
silently in the silky night air.
Enveloping her body in a cloak,
hugging her as an old friend.
He whispers words into her ear:
escape, bliss, wonder.
And she thinks about going with him.
She wonders what it would feel like
to see the shadows trace
the veins on her arms.
To feel frigid adrenaline
pump through her blood:
Dark, cold, comforting.
And she thinks about going with him.
He tells her of his years;
How he hides in the night.
And she thinks it seems nice
To be submerged in the calm.
Loneliness chimes in:
Peace, tranquility, freedom.
And she thinks about going with him.
But dawn breaks and darkness cries.
She fears of losing her companion
But something tells her to stay.
She hears a soft murmur in her ear:
I love you.
Darkness runs away.
Thank you so much for your edits! They all really help a lot! Here is an updated poem with some changes that were recommended:
Call of the night
The darkness beckons
silently in the silky night air.
Enveloping her body in a cloak,
hugging her as an old friend.
He whispers words into her ear:
escape, bliss, wonder.
And she thinks about going with him.
She wonders what it would feel like
to see the shadows trace
the veins on her arms.
To feel frigid adrenaline
course through her blood:
Dark, cold, restless.
And she thinks about going with him.
He tells her of his years;
How he hides in the night.
And she thinks it seems serene
To be submerged in the calm.
Loneliness chimes in:
Peace, tranquility, freedom.
And she thinks about going with him.
But dawn breaks and darkness howls.
She fears losing her companion
But whispers tell her to stay.
Love whispers in her ear:
I'm here.
Darkness slips away.
The darkness beckons
silently in the silky night air.
Enveloping her body in a cloak,
hugging her as an old friend.
He whispers words into her ear:
escape, bliss, wonder.
And she thinks about going with him.
She wonders what it would feel like
to see the shadows trace
the veins on her arms.
To feel frigid adrenaline
pump through her blood:
Dark, cold, comforting.
And she thinks about going with him.
He tells her of his years;
How he hides in the night.
And she thinks it seems nice
To be submerged in the calm.
Loneliness chimes in:
Peace, tranquility, freedom.
And she thinks about going with him.
But dawn breaks and darkness cries.
She fears of losing her companion
But something tells her to stay.
She hears a soft murmur in her ear:
I love you.
Darkness runs away.
Thank you so much for your edits! They all really help a lot! Here is an updated poem with some changes that were recommended:
Call of the night
The darkness beckons
silently in the silky night air.
Enveloping her body in a cloak,
hugging her as an old friend.
He whispers words into her ear:
escape, bliss, wonder.
And she thinks about going with him.
She wonders what it would feel like
to see the shadows trace
the veins on her arms.
To feel frigid adrenaline
course through her blood:
Dark, cold, restless.
And she thinks about going with him.
He tells her of his years;
How he hides in the night.
And she thinks it seems serene
To be submerged in the calm.
Loneliness chimes in:
Peace, tranquility, freedom.
And she thinks about going with him.
But dawn breaks and darkness howls.
She fears losing her companion
But whispers tell her to stay.
Love whispers in her ear:
I'm here.
Darkness slips away.

