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The Offering of Me
Quench your thirst
And take all of me then
Fill me with the red of life.
Give me the gift of darkness.
Stroke the porcelain skin, the flesh of ghosts.
Dry the eyes, red with the blood
of loss, of new life.
Drown my senses with the sinister music.
Teach me the magic of the damned
And when the daylight breaks into gold
Carry me into darkness.
Give me the gift of night time forever.
I like this poem a lot. "Quench your thirst and take all of me.." Good use of such a line. \m/