in the misdt of loving death the warmth of such re’surring breath the end it seems the only way for our two souls forever stay in satan’s romance; razor blades blood’s eternal – never fades like demon dreams of red romance our souls now there: the killing dance
Tag: warmth
In a screaming dream
Lost in the flavor of a chemical dream locust surround as dead flowers scream tripping deep into beauty’s third eye she suspends me in her technicolor sky…
For What I Am
I am on fire like flames that float the rays of the sun caressing they reflect with golden brilliance
Us
You stare into my eyes Leading me deeper into your unending depths As our fibers combine into that intricately patterned cloth We alone create the folds Of evelasting youth Immortality’s kiss upon the supple silken cheek As his firm hand slides Slowly across the round breast We dedicate our lives to the heart of our… Continue reading Us
Alone
Alone I lay here dreaming… awake…by the light that surrounds me this blindness I can not see I’m lost in myself a mind can only take someone so far This being I call by name… this vessel…It brings me shame I look down upon who I am I can’t see what others seem to know… Continue reading Alone
vampire
As I creep up behind my next victim her breathing becomes heavy..she senses my presence yet knows nothing of me. I grab her slendere throat and pres it to my lips allowing my fangs to sink deeply into her tender skin the blood spurts into my mouth and down my throat the warmth tingles my… Continue reading vampire
Surprise Awakening!
Della sat at her ebony desk, sipping her icy beer and absent-mindedly doodling on a piece of peper. ‘I need a hobby’ she moaned quietly, glancing at the clock on the wall above her. It was almost time for Taylor to get home from work. Slumping back in her hard wooden chair she took one… Continue reading Surprise Awakening!
no one else
The man had been whatching susan for 3 months straight he knew when she woke up, who she talked to at work every day he even knew when she had her period each month. He knew that she was a busy woman she had no time for men but one week was different.
[X.x] My blood has set me free [x.X]
X.x My pen lingers on this page My head bare of thoughts Cringing in anger and disgust Sitting here all alone Staring at this blank white Once more
a bloodly goodbye
bound so tightly that blood seeps through my candy coated band-aids nobody notices the little red marks another fashion statement