The Cusp
In the time between night till dawn
Where right is not white and black not wrong
Where the demons and seraphim meet to play
The shadow time between night and day
Where white meets black and creates grey
Betwixt the river Styx and stream of life
There is a place called the well of souls
Where demons ascend and angels go
Mystical magical is the middle ground
Where decadence runs rampant and the lost are found
One in neither sinner nor saint in the Cusp
One can simply be free
Between time and space
Where Erotica has truly shown her grace
Come follow me and take my hand
Let us dance through the Shadowland
~Shadowdancer~
September 10 2005 757am