Folder: Soul mates
I feel the fire in your hands
Burn before you even touch me
I feel the depth of your unspoken words
Before they hit me and pull another's love aside
I burn for you,
a blue flame of discontentedness
I melt with you
Into oily silky velvety fuild
It seeps in through my heart
And stains my soul vibrant colours then black.
You are a vampire of Passion
And I a victim of lust
Lost to the hypnotic call of an ancient
Vow which desolates for all ages to come,
my eternal now.
Feb 8, 2014
Feb 8, 2014 at 1:32 AM UTC
Folder: Soul mates
I feel the fire in your hands
Burn before you even touch me
I feel the depth of your unspoken words
Before they hit me and pull another's love aside
I burn for you,
a blue flame of discontentedness
I melt with you
Into oily silky velvety fuild
It seeps in through my heart
And stains my soul vibrant colours then black.
You are a vampire of Passion
And I a victim of lust
Lost to the hypnotic call of an ancient
Vow which desolates for all ages to come,
my eternal now.
