in the divine

Soon the day will end,

Then the night begins,

Out of the fiery spotlight,

Free to indulge my sins.

Under a cover of black,

To the shadows I retreat,

Waiting for the moon,

My transformation is complete.

Under the watchful eye,

That guards us in the night,

That watches our every move,

That dances with delight.

It’s where you will find,

The me that can’t be seen,

In the light of day,

The one that is obscene.

Prowling through the bush,

Hunting what I desire,

My heart begins to race,

My soul is set afire.

And then I finally see her,

My equal, my love, my prey,

We will play in the divine,

Until the start of the day.

We must re-don our mask,

When the sun does rise,

And then no longer bask,

When in the land of lies.

What gets me through my day,

Thoughts of games we’ve played,

So I sit and wait,

For the sun to slowly fade.

Then I will once again,

Be free to roam the night,

To renew my lustful hunt,

And play again in ghostly light.