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No more writing....
No more wishing on paper...
No more words forming spells.....
No more hoping for life
    To live upon pages....
No more blood from ink wells....
No more dreams of memories...
No more laughs turnt lols....
No more questions or uncertainties...
No more twilights or heavenly hell...
No more begging for beating hearts..
No more bleeding hearts as well...
No more foolish romantic...
No more shadows or shutters or fell....
No more reasons to continue...
No more silent breathy heat...
No more I pray forever
    Grant me eternal sleep...
For the more I type of never
   The more I know defeat
No more I type
    But ever, is what I pray, repeat....
Change each no, to ever more,
   Then read again
      Repeat
And allow me darkness
   From your tongue
     Drift fast
As fall.....I sleep.....

©MV
And so with sigh and parted sorrows
She lay her head to rest
She focused on the ifs of morrow
And the bes of best
She drifted slowly
Swirling light
And arrived upon the gate
Of dreams and mares of midnight horrors
Of karmic, destined, fate
She followed through in laughing fear
And soon upon a twist
She allowed herself the gift of gods
And took upon the risk
To control the final outcome
To make it go her way
To realize her worth
To simply, cease the day
A pinch as she awakened
More than just from sleep
A part of her own being
Lost within each weep
Dreamt dream, now faded memory
Dawn's light throughtout her sky
A second chance at yesterday
A tear and silent Bye!

©MV
In the company of poets
one can never rest....
Unless of course we stop our hearts....
Dead....
Upon a lover's chest!  

©MV
Favorite song while having ***?

The sweet vocals of his moan
as he tears into me...
The perfect percussion of his skin
roughly colliding with mine...
The lush, panting rhythm of his breath, as he loses himself inside me.....
Collapsing onto my back...
Sweat drenched and
Smiling....
He is my favorite song!

©MV
I hovered ever so lightly above his mouth
Inhaling his trembling, wanting breath
Shivering with delight as I traced his lips with my tongue
And when he bit me, I let out the sweetest of whimpers....
I lifted my head, dizzy, heart racing
Pressed hard against his chest
He's beautiful
I felt it then, the pang one feels
when they miss that one step
That mini heart attack, as you try not to fall....
And then, silently, unknowingly,
I fell!
He took me over and I was lost in the emotion of his touch
He took me over and with every sweet ******, every unraveling kiss
I felt it stronger
Spiraling beneath him, I let go
Fallen
And so, I Love!

©MV
His hands madly guiding my hips
I gasp and lose myself against him...
I'm his...
Clenching, sweating, whispering
as he tears deeper into me...
Fearing I can take no more,
I plead with him...
He pushes forward...
The sweet insanity of pain and pleasure combine, and rock me...
To be owned so aggressively..
To be devoured so blissfully...
Trust
His hand upon my neck...
Fists of hair...
Biting, scratching...
Panting....
Deliriously hanging on the edge of a dream and reality...
Hell fires torching me...
As I moan with harrowing delight beneath him....
I'm caught up...
He's glistening...
His gold chain like sunlight on his skin...
His cross upon my lips
and as it enters my mouth...It's sealed!
For many an angel,
hath willingly given up their soul,
to ride upon the skillfull tongue
of a passionate lover,
Demonic....
My halo to the floor,
as his name sounds through me..
I am truly his...
Quivering...
Torn!

©MV
And so I put my heart to rest...
Nay, not softly upon his chest...
Nay, not lightly with smile or sigh..
Nay, in darkness, I here lie...
Eyes swollen, salted, red with tears...
Silent screams and muffled fears..
Sweet sisters,
Dying, darkness drenched...
Wishing, praying, but where is rest?
Lost upon new lover's thighs...
That is where my dear love lies..
That is where my heart does wander...
Lost within this treacherous ponder,
What did I do? Was it me?
Did he love me? Can it be?
Thought won't leave me, free me, Nay!
And so I sit waiting for day...
For bluelit sky and golden Sun...
For exhaustion to hit and
Sandman to come!

©MV
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