Lets burn him
Roast Marshmellows over his smoldering corpse
while we sip blood from wine glasses
Then make sweet love in a coffin strewn with the ashes of past enemies
I think it endearing
how romantic we find
the idea of being imapaled on the same stake
but we would be together
I cut my finger
You lick the tip
I kiss you softly
You bite my lip
Make love under the moon howling like the animals we are
I think it endearing
how romantic we find
the idea of being impaled on the same stake
but we would be together
My twisted prince
Your kinky princess
How much more meant can this be?
Fucked up romances are the best
Author notes
this is based on a conversation alex and i had in our virtual pillow talk fun fun
A contest entry
- Prewrites welcome.... by Luckintheshadows.
500 points, ended September 10, 2008, 28 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Can you be this creepy with the person you love?
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I think the only bad thing about this poem was the one curse word at the end. Besides that, it's a great poem. -
i wouldn't call this creepy, it's more in your face then that, but that ok, fucked up romances are the best? i think i know what you mean, but when you've had some fucked up bitch take your kids, and your home way and then she blood you dry it's not the best, lol, anyway it may not sonud like but i really enjoyed your poem good luck in contest.
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ooooh...loving this! It actually made me smile, and I could so easily be this creepy...This has got some fantastic imagery, I especially love: "the idea of being impaled on the same stake
but we would be together" <---excellent! Thanks for sharing this, and taking the time to enter my contest,
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Wow, truly sick and twisted, my friend! This is one dark, awesome piece of writing and I congradulate you on your fantastic description. Beautiful.
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Amazing...this is by far your most impressive work. I love how you entertwined moments from your conversations and observations with Alex into metaphors both bold and highly erotic. The rhytnm is fast and rushed, but in a thrilling sort of way, not desperate...
I can sense your passion, but also your sense of kinky, dark humour, something that was missing from your older poems. Keep it up and you'll become quite a fine poet dear!
~Hippie
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