Decrepit mind's distortion,
consuming faith and soul.
A wandering eye,
an infidel at heart.
Broken sob story,
tragedy engaged.
Fallen upon her very door step,
Sworn to avenge self.
Near flawlessly pure,
yet eyes of beauty & deceit.
Pressed closely against,
her heart with my bladed kiss.
Hand of coagulated blood,
slippery, warming love.
How kind of you to give,
your very essence of life.
--==I knew your feelings were true...==--
Kissing stiff, graying lips,
Never has it been better.
I won't share you,
Do not worry m'dear.
Brushed part the satin locks of hair,
a shadow upon my face.
Nestled deep with,
within.
Cover me in this luscious lust,
I've longed to drink this in...
Dried tears of terror,
licked clean to an elated love tale.
...Is this not the romance you've always dreamed?
Please, comment at your will.
Comments
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WOW
Every time I read another one of your poems I become amazed. Your intelligence is really impressing.
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very nice, dark, and feels like it'll stain the carpet xD
sorry, i had to... i like this style very much, as i am a person who cannot tollerate most rhyme so any poetry that retains a good deal of power that is left unscarred by the meter is something i cherish...
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damn I like your style! I got chills reading this line "Hand of coagulated blood,
slippery, warming love." It's like reading a picasso!
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