“Are you a lucky little lady in the City of Light? Or just another lost angel... City of Night? ”

“The time you wait subtracts the joyThe heads the angel you destroy”

“Death Makes Angels of us all.”

“Do you know how pale & wanton thrillfulcomes death on a strange hourunannounced, unplanned forlike a scaring over-friendly guest you'vebrought to bedDeath makes angels of us all& gives us wingswhere we had shoulderssmooth as raven'sclaws”

“Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders round as ravens claws.”

“Another flashing chance at blissAnother kiss, another kiss”

“The Night is young& full of restI can’t describethe way she’s dress’dShe’ll pander to some strangerequestsAnything that you suggestAnything to please her guest.”