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before darkness lures me with mystical spells and temptation laces down my lips let us travel together amidst the pink petaled beds where our eyes would meet gleaming red with a tiger’s strength I would hold you and gently lift few locks of hair off your neck and offer a kiss on your crimson strained lips our souls would nourish in the consecrated blood of our mortal bodies and in that moment of bliss I would infuse your life into mine and together we would blend into an eternal devotion waiting for that magical night Yours, Knight of the Dark
Rohini Jayanti: A lady who loves experimenting anything she finds new and works hard towards achieving it. A Story teller and a budding writer who finds true happiness in writing short stories, articles and poems.
