A carving, delicate painting, of nature's beauty-
Every goddess covets what you hold-
They need your devotion,
I only want your attention.

Turn away from me,
I will follow in the shade of your figure,
Grasping at every penny you flick back,
A ***** beggar kneeling piously at your feet-
Your pity is what keeps me alive.

You rub red lips with a soft finger,
A spark leaps from your eyes,

Igniting the room-
Wading through the flames,
Hand in hand,
Our ashes spread the scent of lust.


OR


Igniting the roses in full bloom,
Wafting their delicate scent
Along the riverside wind as we walk,
The night is freezing but my heart is hot.

In every nook and cranny I peered,
The bright red roots that tinged my eyes,
Coughed and shuddered from the dust-
Furious with empty treasures and meaningless finds,
The day shook with roars of wrath,
Until the moonlight finally shined.
At once, the blood underneath my eyelids coagulated into tears.

Support is such a warming hug,
So gentle and concise-
It makes me crave it all the more,
And I wander in search of angels.

With dusty hair and a strong brown frame,
My angel pats me so,
Quietly muttering that she'll love me regardless.

Across the room,
With palpable sass,
My devil-angel smiles,
Comforting me with presence alone.

Their marks are left engraved on my skin,
But in a kindly way-
Not ****** as my scolding words,
That I remind me of through pain.

Someone asked me what keeps me alive -
I answered,
"Only the moon",
Bathing on it's watery light,
I expire without fear,
Reviving in the midst of day to a cacophony of terror.

With light feminine grace,
she exists to rot this space,
spreading her filthy seed about,
from which these terrible goblins sprout.

I watch the great big smile,
As it adorns my face.
Finding beauty in the blinding ecstasy,
From which it emanates.
Feel the stretch,
As it climbs from ear to ear=
Why do I smile so,
All because of you,
Again, Again,
Even when I thought I've let go,
You reach back in,
And pull my heart closer to yours.
I love it all, this feelings and mostly you:)
But I think it's unhealthy,
To keep pining like a fool.
You'll tell me I'm lovely,
Not an imbecile,
But I disagree,
Because I keep chasing my tail.