Across the ocean, but forever, as we read each other's words, we are together, be it the dark of night or Dawn's first bright light.

The memories have been sneaking up on me, trying to push me off the rail.

The crimson splendor running down my shoulder is how my soul will silently wail.

Here I am beneath the moon; her beauty soothes me with her light so pale.

She witnessed your guile and how you conspired when you perceived my heart was frail.

Wild children of the night, slithering, crawling, taking flight.

To the human type beings, we must be quite a sight?

I can see you now, but still you give me fright.

I can't remember why, do you come bringing darkness or light?