Beneath the benevolent eye of Luna
Veiled in the vagabond cirrus
I smell the night air,tainted of belladonna,
As I await my Dark Mistress
Yearning to fall prey to her gaze,
For the silk touch of her lips....
To set my cursed soul ablaze
With the sharp taste of her kiss
Through the hightening winds,I hear an opiate lullaby
As the clouds fade away
Through my hightening sense's,I hear a lusting sigh
As the shadows fall at bay
Bestial rage flourishes to corrupt my every vein
No longer man-meek,but beast-berzerk
Her lethargic song calls to my pain
Soothing the the madness with in the murk
An obeisant nod to a willow that weeps,
To show her a gift lie under
A virgin that sleeps,
That she may facile her fain hunger
Gracefully she caresses her mortal chalice in adoration
And drinks heavily of its libation
With eye's dead of lamentation,
My Lamia completes her ritual mactation
Her hand runs through the hair of my still molting body,
And I nuzzle my face against her breast
Frigid she is,of pale flesh only
As the scent of her loins will attest
My arousal,is second only to my restrain
The world i would devour,lest harm befall my inamorata
Gently I bit though skin,and her passion flows without refrain
Dragging my claws along her thighs,cold eye's explode like a nebula
Shrieking in pleasure,a sirens serenade to my ear,
She runs deep across my neck with her sinuous finger tips
Warm pools upon the wounds appear,
That her serpentine tounge may savor their piquant drips
The asperity of my howl intesifies her morbid jubilee
A garnet streak escapes her lurid grimace
An illuminat face of pernicious beauty
Her igneous smile bears fangs,relapsing in to chaotic bliss
To me,she pledges love eternal,and I to her
Over our wicked Eden pleasance twilight looms
This morn,our damned souls will be freed forever
In demise,loosed from these demi-mortal tombs
Upon my neck she places her last kiss
Her sullen final tear falls to my face
As I drift in to the abyss,
She burns in my embrace
Veiled in the vagabond cirrus
I smell the night air,tainted of belladonna,
As I await my Dark Mistress
Yearning to fall prey to her gaze,
For the silk touch of her lips....
To set my cursed soul ablaze
With the sharp taste of her kiss
Through the hightening winds,I hear an opiate lullaby
As the clouds fade away
Through my hightening sense's,I hear a lusting sigh
As the shadows fall at bay
Bestial rage flourishes to corrupt my every vein
No longer man-meek,but beast-berzerk
Her lethargic song calls to my pain
Soothing the the madness with in the murk
An obeisant nod to a willow that weeps,
To show her a gift lie under
A virgin that sleeps,
That she may facile her fain hunger
Gracefully she caresses her mortal chalice in adoration
And drinks heavily of its libation
With eye's dead of lamentation,
My Lamia completes her ritual mactation
Her hand runs through the hair of my still molting body,
And I nuzzle my face against her breast
Frigid she is,of pale flesh only
As the scent of her loins will attest
My arousal,is second only to my restrain
The world i would devour,lest harm befall my inamorata
Gently I bit though skin,and her passion flows without refrain
Dragging my claws along her thighs,cold eye's explode like a nebula
Shrieking in pleasure,a sirens serenade to my ear,
She runs deep across my neck with her sinuous finger tips
Warm pools upon the wounds appear,
That her serpentine tounge may savor their piquant drips
The asperity of my howl intesifies her morbid jubilee
A garnet streak escapes her lurid grimace
An illuminat face of pernicious beauty
Her igneous smile bears fangs,relapsing in to chaotic bliss
To me,she pledges love eternal,and I to her
Over our wicked Eden pleasance twilight looms
This morn,our damned souls will be freed forever
In demise,loosed from these demi-mortal tombs
Upon my neck she places her last kiss
Her sullen final tear falls to my face
As I drift in to the abyss,
She burns in my embrace
Nothing ever lasts forever..but somethings can never be killed
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shitt.... -kills pele!- this was amazing..! and... it almost had a sad tone to the lovelyness of it half way threw it.. and when i started reading this i smelt nail polish! ahah... so random but i did, stupid mother. Well this .. you writing... -takes a deep breath- im jealous, wholly fuck its good, excellent, trippy and all thows good words you young kids use these days.


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Killing the dog? Nail polish must have you high....
Young kid, nice. Thanks granny
Anyhell, glad you liked...and it is a sad story, cause they both die at the end. -
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lmfao! really yes killing the dog... very much deserved.. . . and thats write. a granny with good teeth, and teeth matter... well something about lucifer and hell steve says... but -shrug- makes me wanna go to the dentist more often! my moms a dental hygentist! rock on.. maybe she helps the devil! demon mommy! and i loved it.. i love sad storys... and i love that they both die... cuz its almost like happy death.
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Love sad stories huh?
Well I told you to read the second and third posts I had, to complete the sad story of that (which is based on true existance events,unlike this farie tale shit
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ahhaha.... fuck kevin dousch bag! i want my goldmembership! i've been at this half my fricken time!!!!!!!!!!!UGHHHHHHHHHH
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Mmm...great write. Vampires are wonderfully sexy.
I love the last stanza. Beautiful, wicked write.

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Nobody ever seems to like the narrator of the tale, like werewolves just aint cool
Anyhell, glad you liked it.
Thanks for the read, comment and applause.
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At the part where you turn into Beast- berzerk I can just picture this man undressing and all his muscles forming bigger and then like a crazy beast with snake skin comes to mind...don't ask me why cause...well I'm not sure. and all the "ion" words is hard to say when u say it aloud. I like that...*tries to repeat it ten times fast* " Adoration, libation, lamentation, MACTATION!!!" I have no idea most their meanings but trust me I'm smiling here!!!
WHAAA I'm left speachless that ending is the hottest one I've ever encoutered!!! O my yes Tess is very...in the mood ^~! lol I like this one the best so far!!!
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lol this is very naughty bad boy. Vampires are extremly sexual. There is just something about blood and cold breath.
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Don't forget about the forbiddeness of it all, as her lover is a lycan

From what i've heard, that's supposedly not kosher.
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did i tell you i like vampires?
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LOL, as if the verdict wasn't funny enough, "regoddamndicilous"...thats better than hickabilly

Thanks for the wonderful comment elf.
And no, you've never mentioned that you like vampires.
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well...this beats xtube
the last stanza made me feel like i was freefalling theough the sky endlessly...
your vocab is regoddamndicilous in a good way ofcourse
i love your style, not really a style but you knoe the themes. you put so much feeling into it...
this one is like a dark morbid lullaby
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I enjoy reading poems that are more on the dark and sadistic side...mostly because I rarely write this type of poetry or because I just was never truely inspired by a lot of the poets on this site who write in this style.
Only a few writers have inpsired my to dig into "darker" writes, and you just might be one of them.
This (vampire) inspired piece was goregously haunting. I love it.


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Thanks.
Glad you enjoyed
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ohhhh ok. I knew it was some sort of "mystical creature".
As you can see I really never read poetry of that nature
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No worries.
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wow...
ok, this is really good
buuuuuut its hella long
but that may just be cause i dont really like to read but i kept reading it so that must mean something
ive noticed your writes usually have this unicorn kinda feel when it comes to love not sure if you get what i mean by that but, yeah lol

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You can't put me up agaist this, my words have no meaning to sure beauty written in this piece...
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It's total beauty woven inside and out... Never have my eye's been laid upon such passion and eligance. Perfect!!!


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Thats not true.
Every writer has their own unique beauty in the way they express images with words.
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Mine is lame compared to this wonderful write you've done...
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Your writting is not lame.
Anything that comes from the heart to express what you mean/feel is a masterpiece, even if its total shit on a hot sidewalk
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Lol, WHATEVER! Depends on who eye's you're looking through...
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Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but of course the beholder is entitled to their opinion.
So in accordance with my entitlement, I behold your writes as something to fancy
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Thanks, but I still say I'm not worthy too compliment such anonishment...
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All are welcomed to compliment, bash or criticize what i've wrote.
Im no specialer than anyone else...well except I need a safety helmet and have a free bus pass for the short bus.
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