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Pop quiz... what happens when you write poetry while listening to the soothing sounds of London After Midnight? Answer... you end up writing lyrics like “Night of Decadence”. Song writers and poets beware!


Night of Decadence
Poem for Day 148 – 20150528

Seduction was our goal,
forgotten now in dark vice.
We are given to each other,
to indulge the mutual whims.
Angels turn their faces
devils blush with shame
as we indulge today
in thirsts finally sated.

Night of decadence,
ours for a time,
until we wake again.

The games we will play,
with rules oh so few,
to win is not the goal,
only to finish, again and again.
Unfetter the desires,
release soul's siren call,
nothing matters now
as dark needs are consumed.

Night of decadence,
ours for a time,
until we wake again.

Our souls revealed in brightest dark,
streaked with regrets put aside.
Innocence is now a relative thing,
shades of gray against black desires.
Nothing left to forgive,
all has been fully given
with the rest of life to forget
this night of our decadence.

Night of decadence,
ours for a time,
until we wake again.
Night of decadence,
may we stay for all time.

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