Oakland, Or, USA
An ancient mind reaches through darkness, fog and mist.
Alone through the night she walks,
Feeling eyes watching,
There's no one there.
Turning to continue,
He catches her as their encounter pushes her backward.
His eyes meet hers mystifying, hypnotizing.
Those eyes seem to look clear into her soul,
Entrancing in midstep.
His icy touch, chill kiss,
The glint of moonlight reflected as his lips part and he feeds.
Sharon Lee Rotondi
[This message has been edited by Enotneicna (edited 06-07-99).]