I want to walk on the edge of night, the moon
licking at my silhouette, straddling both,
fucking each, together, in unison…
Body arches, curves in obscenity,
as I ride saintly demons…
My lips wet, red, ready to come
completely undone, to peel you
from my teeth….
Lines I indent in your skin, places
we have been, places we have yet
to travel…..
Would you dare let me indulge… on you,
dance upon your fallen soul?
I will strip you bare, veins like straws to
my mouth as you blemish me…
Frosted pale with candy cane stripes,
creating artistry….
I saved you on the tip of my tongue,
and I swell and grow erect, entering
every crevice to spawn the living, the
dead, running down you in sin,
holy matrimony…..
This is how I see love, how it feeds,
spills onto me, into me, making me
scream, bruising tasty mastery,
as I spell you, winding fingers
to create madness……
I so enjoy repeating your story,
stirring bloody potions as I suck
you dry, my thirsty treat….
You pour all over me in divine
decay….
You lay carcass style as I walk away
chewing fingers of your remains….
Famished, somber, sleepy, I am
now sated, for now, all is safe……
smonaghan119
Wow.
I loved this poem, it’s filled with darkness, with love, with anger and need, it takes the most powerful emotions and gives them an image and something someone can feel and own.
This is a love letter from the darker areas of mental psyche, and as a dark writer myself, this can only be summed up at beautiful.
Well written,
Sean
angelicdarkness70
Thank you Sean…I just came up with a title,
and wrote that poem all in one sitting, off the
top of my head. I also appreciate you following
me, take care, my dark, new friend;)