His hand reaches for me.

He wants me for The Dead.

I won’t yield to his call.

He wants me in his bed.


I’m surrounded by his kind.

Their cries echo in the night.

He moves closer from the sky.

Oh, what a beautiful sight.


He’s a creature of the night.

I’m crazy to want him so.

I can’t resist his sad face.

He is not a friend but foe.





4 thoughts on “CREATURE OF THE NIGHT

    • Susanne Leist December 12, 2021 / 1:46 pm

      It’s never too late to begin writing. I also started late in life. Good luck!


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