Poem -

My Midnight

My Midnight

My midnight, pass through the silent harbor
in peculiarity of darkness our phantom resides,
Siren absence of light creates a fearful terror,
Night span the doleful drama that horror incites.  

Our refines creeps pass the hour towards fantasies,
It's walls of Imagery bearing down upon the mind,
Open the close galleries far back as memory reaches
Arrange unusual names we love to charm and defend.

My midnight is a fanciful scenario of tangled increase,  
With a whole lot of passion highly recommended,
Jagged needs unnervingly tease a beautiful release,
For suspense and twists, midnight has all vice installed.
 
Looking for the next lending fix virtues better mixes,
Before morning dew peak at what the day looks like,
We are random storms and paranormal romantics,
Mystery and crucifix heal where the holy hotness strike.

We love life to the brink of hell, only the devil can tell,
The difference of seduction in the duet of madness.
Sin reign in the outlaw reins where our progenitors fell,
The Messiah open doors for those in need of services.

My midnight sky is above the Rocky Mountains of time,
There is moonlight over the darkened sea of my life.
Below the heavens, there is a deep blue ocean line,
A Surreal scene full of joy where the moon night park. 

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