i am the naked eve of your imaginary garden with a touch that bring a promise to revive its dead leaves weaving songs like a siren that lure you to the shores of paradise where your lust like restless waves shall crash and find its peace my gentle kiss that stir ****** dreams is the poisoning of your thoughts as you desire for nocturnal release the night grew darker, the moon and her cold stare glow brighter wishing for the sensation to last forever embrace tighten as your love expire my pain - your pleasure like a barren earth to a weeping sky that drained her nectar dry i await as you fall deeper into slumber my ****** - your slow death as i stab you in your sleep awake - my puppet with my strings around your neck i fly as i watch you gasp for breath
dreams. born of our subconscious, yet often more vivid and compelling than reality. -bloodmasque