Your darkness is the key and it call's to me
I know it is cold, but I will take it in to me.
Your darkness grows deep, I know you have become lost and I will seek you out so I can feast on your loneliness
Your darkness is a beckon it screams for me.
Your pain is like a get away and I will enjoy it every day.
Give your darkness to me and you will find your freedom.
Your darkness is the key and it will always call for me
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Hello poet friend Maria. I enjoyed this mystical and well written poem. Loyd