I sit in lonesome terror; Dark nights to my demise,
Seeking just amalgamation to seep away my fright.
This poignant night seems season's length,
Compunction lacking, this night does choose to unblinkingly devour all of my dwindling strength.
That tavern no longer appeals to me, no leisure does, no more-
For I have found such serenity, in this dark prime, behind my door.
The owls it seems have colluded with this ploy,
as their immutable cries does comply to this dark night. Who?
Who? I seek just one response.
I lack the least of dignity, I would resort to sir ponce?
This squalling does leave me to squalor in the dangling beam from that elliptical light.
My life now blotched by these unending fights,
gallantly I surrender this plight not priced, dark nights.

Hey there everyone, pardon me, I was taught to knock before I proceed to enter a room.. I'm a lesbian and I'm seeking 'interactions' #note this is me saying I'm single and seeking a girlfriend but reserving the right to not be seen as desperate. So, why am I here, my primary reason for joining this cite is to interact with 'my kind'.. which I hope will happen eventually. I resorted to lesbian social cites because well, I'm not very upfront about my sexuality so in an environment where my identity is secured, a little, #I hope I'll be more open, more comfortable... Yeah so... hi again.. and i'm gonna go now.. #closes door.