Everynight many wishes comes and escapes through my mind, but tonight it's different it's not a wish to be bind,
It's madness which has engulfed me,
Tonight the infatuation to be "the death" itself has been born, to feel and sense the last presence of you (life) leaving the sheath forlorn,
To Taste your lips, to kiss your carelessly swaying breast, forever, waiting to embrace you with endless zest,
Though your true essence would eventually bring you to be contained within me, till then you would fear and try to flee,
Though I would be Dark and mysterious, many would find me awfully hideous,
But still, my heart aches and relentlessly whispers his wish to be "the death" tonight and it seems I must bear this ceaseless midnight,
All by myself,
But isn't embracing death is embracing life itself?
Aug 25, 2018
Aug 25, 2018 at 1:12 AM UTC
Everynight many wishes comes and escapes through my mind, but tonight it's different it's not a wish to be bind,
It's madness which has engulfed me,
Tonight the infatuation to be "the death" itself has been born, to feel and sense the last presence of you (life) leaving the sheath forlorn,
To Taste your lips, to kiss your carelessly swaying breast, forever, waiting to embrace you with endless zest,
Though your true essence would eventually bring you to be contained within me, till then you would fear and try to flee,
Though I would be Dark and mysterious, many would find me awfully hideous,
But still, my heart aches and relentlessly whispers his wish to be "the death" tonight and it seems I must bear this ceaseless midnight,
All by myself,
But isn't embracing death is embracing life itself?
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