life

Our death does not crawl
it chases mercilessly
fountain of youth lied

posessions

my fields, my mountains
mine mine mine  See all touch nothing
my souless kingdom

lust

taste won't quench desire
heat stains ***** like red cedar
blood stains innocence

Longing

A rose kissed by dew
Unless living in love's eyes
no life has meaning

Pinnacle

to be the best rose
one must smooth the thorns,stand tall
bloom and block the sun


demented

Dark lips and eyes shine
dark thoughts meld with needs afire
ever in death held.