1000 Horror nights

A monster appeared in woman clothed,
Long hair, and dress long, disheveled appearance.
An apparition of my desires, of my creed,
Took my soul down in the basement,

Convoluted my spirit and my body,
In millions of neon lightings,
Of a myriad of colors,
Dressed in a robe, with a front apron.

Drunk I became at seeing her.
As I erupted in my memory lane,
My blood rushed to my head,
As I left that basement,

I found my way home
To my beloved, as that was not a dream.
It was an experience of a life-long journey,
There where the earth meets the sea.

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