my everything

a poem i made when i was bored

i wait for thyn eyes

to see the light of the night

to walk the willowing vines

and the shifting breeze

waiting for thy love

to come for thee

and gallavant away

i wait for thy love

to come from the night

with his pointed teeth

and his love for blood

he is my lord and master

the king of my heart

my savior of darkness

and lover of the night

Author's Note

hope u enjoyed

Reviews

[East of Eden]

I love it! Darkly sensual and sexy, great write!

[Wildecat]

Danny, really loved your poem, and like your pen name. Was thinking that on your first line you have ( I wait for thyn eyes) I think you meant ) I wait for thine eyes.) anyway loved your poem nice work.