Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Wild Dark Sky

The wild dark sky is music to my heart
Dear caress me full to linger in this life
I desire your soft fire & remember night time
The skin I want & lust - so sleep under the vast moon
Sweet flame come make me smile - Whisper always in my head

A goddess is to dream of velvet touch
To desire the lover of the dark knight
The urge of a tender caress eager for a dazzling dawn
Speak not so soft - laugh or moan
Go enjoy having magic around

refrigerator muse 1999

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