Happiness of the living day.
cut by the oncoming night.
My porcelain smile fractures
and falls
but does my heart stop?
the darkness pours in quickly
and my pulse grows fast again
anticipation gathers
as your arrival
is subtly announced
a bump
a sigh
the soft whispers
falling from
unseen lips
caress my skin
in the darkness of night
Ah my temptation
my unseen beguiler
purge my sin
of decietful love
and engulf me in the passion
unknown in wedded bliss.
Let me feel unfamiliar hands
and unfamiliar voices
and have them draw me deeper
into heavenly damnation.

((Ninja Addition. My work is done.))