deathmistress69

As I on, the shadows lurk,
hither and thither,
foward slaying days to kiss the dreams of tomorrow..
Each golden twilight death,
decides such fates as the maddening, the beckoning,
time ticking hearts displayed on broken,
stitched up fancies..
My wish for all consumed,
to find eternal prosperity,
in each their own beauty and ever-evolving delight..

~ Mya