He makes me sore, through my pores, and i want
more…..
Pushing my limits, always and more, to my core….
My dark muse brought to life, like a knife he splits,
becomes apart of me, my only plea….
He’s kissed every inch, pinched, leaving
his mark till we part…..
I love feeling him the next morning,
his smell still inside me, sore, till
i want more…..
Lost split, twins dismissed….
One in heaven, the other in hell, didn’t
kiss and tell…
I loved you then, and I love you
know, shall we make a truce our
one vow?
I, was never vanilla…..
more like shadowy greys,
pondering disarrays….
You, with a funeral glow, death
in tow….
I, drawn, walking on the edge, you with
a razor, how my skin would slice, dice,
as you pieced me to you…..
Together we became halos and
horns, the cross adorned…..
*Picture taken from Pinterest*
I can still feel him on my
lips from the night before…..
bitten…bruised…..
*Picture taken from Pinterest*
No valentine this year, only a tear in remembrance
of you, who had no clue, only about hearts full of darts….
It’s Ok, one day i will wear red, untied, loose, free….
Flowers upon your box, kisses in the wind, lost in
love, splattered in blood…..
Maybe, just maybe, I’ll find my Valentine…..
Tongue on the gun, waiting for the fun….
Pill stilled on words with no cure….
How much could you endure….not
remembering which voice you last kissed,
missed?
My nails red, out of your way, but, never
far from your thirst, cursed….
Out wondering night, your one delight,
who will be your next, your catch?….
Head stirs, in a blur…all you see is me
bleed, another one indeed….
*I DEDICATE THIS ONE TO PSYCHOKILLER..
PICTURE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*
I wonder how nature feels when virgin feet
walk across her back, never to take back….
untouched….
Tip toe down her spine, won’t you be mine…
I wonder how it feels to have Heaven in a daze, crazed….
Underneath thaws, runs raw as the
devil tastes…..
*IMAGE TAKEN FROM PINTEREST*
I want to see him even when i don’t….
Running my fingers through sunlight,
and i wonder if i could make the darkness
rise, see it in his eyes, and just for a moment he
becomes mine…..
Would he turn gold, be bold, cross that
line, hope to die?….
Dreams come and we misbehave,
Tasting, touching for the first time
in time slips….
I want him intravenously, bleaching
my veins as I go insane….
HIM…on my lips in secret…..
Inside out, the witch’s mouth….
I see to believe in almond meows,
lifting my brows….
Stirring, stirring, adding my blues,
rainbow hues….
Nails attached, tipping my hat,
my legs in tow I cursey you know….
My lips twitch in red webs, sinister
dreads….
Care to weave some spells to show
and tell?
*Picture taken from Pinterest*
I would love to see you dressed in me, red
where i bled.
Sticky fingers and all, where i
wept and moaned, i, just on loan…
Slip and slide, you couldn’t decide
whether to eat or repeat…
*Image taken from Pinterest*
Along your jaw to your neck I flow
fiery, aglow as I smear on you….
You, gory on my mouth
to charm you even more…
Exquisitely I drain all color
from your pale…
Heaven blushed today on your
corpse…
I walk away, splattered in red, in
you…..
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