In the Hour when darkness calls,
When Shadows Whisper and Twilight Falls,
The Serenade of the Evening Breeze,
Lifts my Spirit, Torments and Frees,
Touches these Wings of Inspiration,
Hints of Persuasive Declination,
Enwraps me in its Seductive Embrace,
Even while I hide my Face!
Oh Stand my Strength and do not Falter,
Lest the Light around me,
Shifting,
Alters!
~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: DHE at Deviantart.com


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Thank You dear friend ๐
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๐ Hi! ๐
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Very nicely done!!
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Thanks Wendell ๐
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Aw, Morgan this is beautiful. A benediction in words and visual.x
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I am so glad you like it ๐ Thank You Ever So!!
Blessings and Joy, Friend~
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Wow! Wow! I can’t think of anything else to say because this is amazing! WOW
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๐ Heh heh…a bit of a turn to the dim side for me ๐ glad you like it!!
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I do. We all have that side! ๐
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I try to keep it under wraps, but, like this poem testifies, sometimes it really WANTS to come out and play ๐
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hehe I know the feeling!
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I do. We all have that side! ๐
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Lovely. Twilight is a magical time
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my favourite time of day, I think ๐
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Reblogged this on Barbara C Rowe Author.
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