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Wives of Nightfall

Robert Funderburk

We are the
Wives of nightfall
Maidens of the dark

Our lips smooth as oil
Feather-soft voices
Speaking words of lust
Robed in garments of
Love

Our prey who return
Night upon night
Seem somehow less human
Their bodies shrinking
Their eyes unseeing
Clouded by storms of
Sin

Some seek us as targets
For regret, failure, loneliness
And their hands become fists
Maces that free them briefly
From their desperate, empty
Lives

Our words are recordings
That mean nothing
We control volume and tone

No one knows us
All is hidden behind
Sequins and pearls
The lace and showcase
Smile

Then came a man who knew me
Though I had never seen him
And in him was no darkness
“Follow me,” softly he said
And I did

And came to know him and the
Burning darkness that had
Engulfed me for so long
Fled from the presence of
His shining

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