My soul is captivated by your looks, your looks so deceiving How the fire burns steadily in your eyes with the flame of hatred stopping at no extent What do those obscure eyes hide? Maybe you should have a moment of truth so you can take in reality For all the misery you have caused,… Continue reading ….___Your presence….___
Tag: demeanor
Once bitten, nearly bruised…
He looked at me with an impish grin. Thinking solely of himself in his firey demeanor. He kept moving closer and I kept shrinking away. He’d dazzle his eyes at me and I couldn’t resist. He sank in closer and began to bite my neck.
(Genre: poetry) It is in the Darkness
It is in the vampyric lull Of the forsaken Ra That I will shed my skin To dance naked in the streets