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Dark November

Woman Scorpio Silhouette

Dark November, a Love Poem

A vampire’s slave twice bitten

Shrinking from the day’s rays

I crave the blood of Scorpio’s passion

Absent is the light of inspiration

As I burrow in the underworld

A blindfolded warrior with free hands

I refuse to look up

To remove what veils my sight

Knowing that letting in the moon’s light

Will bring my own destruction

 

Contemplating in November’s mirror

I confront the hydra that is me

Can I sacrifice my last head

Or will I once more be defeated

Carrying this beast into the next life

Where once again we’ll fight

I’m walking through the dark night of the soul

Dwelling in my own shadow

Placing personal desire above the pursuit of truth

Scorpio’s lesson ringing in my ears