~Black Satin~
~Black Satin~
The absence of color,
Is the color of black.
The feeling of satin,
Caresses your back.
Slip in to the dark,
On the slippery sack,
Covered in satin,
Will steal your soul back.
Black and satin reel you in,
The feeling and color,
Is where creation begins.
The cool feeling that,
Embraces your skin.
The color of black,
Was made for just sin.
The feeling of satin,
Remembers the day,
The color of black always,
brings the night back.
~Inkmaster~
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