In the quiet of the night, I hear its call, A whispering shadow, casting a pall, Over my heart, where…
Underneath the moon’s soft, silver glow, Shadows of jealousy begin to grow. In the quiet of the night, they stir,…
In shadows deep, where silence creeps, The green-eyed monster softly weeps. Its whispers curl like tendrils tight, In hearts, it…