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My main page is found at LordValin.tripod.com/Twilight.html. Poetry ... words brought forth from the wellspring of our heart, and soul. Tried by fire and turned golden with deep felt emotion... |
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You come to me as I lay wanting, enfevered passions flowing in my veins. My leaden sheets of sweat soaked desire, a maddness, blood afire.
I smell your beguiling scent as you enter my chamber, hardening beneath the caress of your mocking eyes. Sweet succubus of lusts damnation, come to rend my soul with pleasures infernal. I watch silently as you approach, my icy fear tinged anticipation as I feel your silken touch. Impossible to resist I submit to your wanton embrace. Merciful oblivion I find as wine sweet lips guide me into the darknesss of the tumescent abyss. |
Like burning desires, fragile yet so beautiful.
A hearts flame kindles another and the chill of night is warmed by the comfort of like desires and loneliness for a time. Forgotten, as hope so long in frozen slumber is reborn in desires flame |
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Listen to the silent cry of a broken heart, to its tears of pain and desire.
Its depths so full of giving milk, of human kindness spat back in your face numbly stumbling through your day. A corpse without a mark upon you, victim of emotional murder, used and pushed aside. Watching the world flow by with color drained eyes, fragile warrior you have done no wrong. Better without them, realize your strength and carry on. |
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