
A smile passes your lips
As his hands rest upon your hips
Embracing the touch of a stranger
Who brought with him feelings and danger
And you ask yourself
What have I done?
Aug 8, 2016
Aug 8, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
Rose petals never laid heavier
Than on the shoulders of babes
With storm clouds to darken
The gardens in their minds
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 9:19 AM UTC
Silent twisting malice
Burning thoughts inside thoughts
Dreams inside nightmares
Screaming into reality
Housemates awoken by a memory
Dark soul ******* imagination
Severing all ties tendons tangible
Nothing.
Jun 8, 2016
Jun 8, 2016 at 2:42 PM UTC
I like to pretend
That I am a realist
That I see the world
With just the right amount
Of cynicism and dark pride
But my cynicism has a demon
That never leaves his side
A demon named hope
For I am an optimist
Broken by life
May 15, 2016
May 15, 2016 at 6:03 AM UTC
Waves crash against the shore
Kissing the sand like a lover at the door
Lingering for just a second more
The beach stands and listens all day
To all the sea has to say
But never lets her lover stay
The ocean will move brimstone and lime
To be with his lover another time
Before she realises his desperate crime
Apr 11, 2016
Apr 11, 2016 at 6:21 PM UTC
When you make waves in anger
You form an ocean
When you rumble with discontent
You clap thunder
Then soon you are lost at sea
In the middle of a storm
Mar 6, 2016
Mar 6, 2016 at 2:06 PM UTC
Sinner, kneeling at the gates
Break him, broken man
Beat vice from flesh
****** mess, lying at the gates
Take firm in hand, the mind
Cut free tethers of memory
Cauterise lingering pride
Childish fool, crying at the gates
No longer, earthly bonds ensnare
Pulp made from flesh
Prisms clutter the sanity
Perfect creation to wander alone
Feb 6, 2016
Feb 6, 2016 at 11:36 AM UTC
Compound eyes reflect the blackened sky
Star dust falls from each beating wing
Adventure by moonlight
Circles dance and snare the prize
Drums beat fast, muffle the cries
Hollow eyes reflect the dogged treasure
Blackened wings lay still
A heated passion by candlelight
Sep 1, 2014
Sep 1, 2014 at 8:47 AM UTC
Babe with chord in hand, looks to lasso the moon.
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 6:57 AM UTC
Eight legged man undertakes adventure, my skin crawls with him.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 11:05 AM UTC