GloMag GloMagMay2019 - Page 95

STORY OF THE NIGHT The sun slithers beyond the horizon Dimming the light, night arrives. In this darkness she raises her head Robed luridly, her hood she spreads Brandishing seductive glances, Swashes to spread her trance. Veiling her rancor, forges her smiles. Predicaments, so what, if turn her vile. 95