Melancholia settles on the breast of the muse
Sever me from a dream
Bathe in the blood that has me jaded
Digression simplifies a melting of mind
Syllabic stress exemplifies my state
Checkered cries rest uneasy in my palms
I come to alleviate your pain
Instead I regress into satin skins wrapped in sorrows
And bury into a world of hate
Kiss my gently turning bruise in hazes of blue
Look beyond distressed malevolent harbingers of gold
Slow down and feel supple breast squeezed between lips
Tainted in singular vowels spaced within
Insert a finger lubricated from the spit of a doubt
Clenched teeth from behind an escape, moan
Given willingly, backs arch and give way to a Gypsies kiss
Chase me
Rape me
Let me
Look into the looking glass
Feeble
Bleeding
Mirror this journey
Into oblivion
Escape
Senseless
Taste
Black eyes reflect back the sorrow in today
A single thought drifts back to another day
Kissing me a single tear in jade
Relates to every word I said
I slip
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1 comment:
Wow... great piece... I loved the haunting sensuality of it...
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