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Mar 2011
black candles are lined up like precious dark brides
their haunted bouquets of roses dimly light our staggered place
I fill you, like the body fills the coffin. you sweat perfectly content.
I taste your pain beneath my tongue like the thorns of the roses you.purge.
your eyes eat away at my flesh as I wither away
like the weakest human that has ever existed
the chandelier sways directly above my head. my neck is curved.
my veins thud and lay nakedly exposed against my throbbing body
I rest my hand at the bottom of my stomach and push.thats your command.
like vampires in love I set the white flag against your dreary eyes
and watch the exorcism unravel
your burgundy Lilith sings her saddest songs to me as. I breathe naked.
I have become a fiend of this aura we make. that pulsates like static.
you smell of earth, and wrap around me like a snake prepping its prey
what has become of the outside world, I think to myself
what has become of buses.cars. business.government. and mainstream
it has all been dissolved between our two separate skeletons
mummified reminiscent. I leak at the bottom of your mouth
midnight prague
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