Q: As for your belief in a woman’s way to make herself attractive, are you able to explain why you believe it is always necessary? A: Attraction is like butter, when melted, not frozen, and the connection of love and devotion will make a man melt into a woman’s attractive appearance. Should a woman be […]Read More
Yearnful heart, with sickness amassed, I am the beggar, of all desires, So that I may lift, the veil, That shrouds, your shoulders. I see Heaven, placed upon, your mantle, I see Hell, swirling, in your bosom, I see breasts, that swell, like beaten limbs, I see, that compassion, has died. A tear falls, from […]Read More
Don’t die, for the lingering sigh, In harmony, of shadows old. As I saw your face, of white, With folds, of skin, among iron, Death had painted Hell, on a frown, For my nose, to cling, to its scent. What would Heaven offer, if Death denied her form? God, who stalks the bramble, of empty […]Read More
Never let, Heaven hear, The great mockery, of my fruit, I was thoughtless, yet here you are, To bare the nakedness, of my suit. The reckless approach, to danger, My uncertainties, begone! Never broken, never saved. Never, but beloved, to the brave. You wilted, as to my own, Brethren, of my hope, Abandoned, with my […]Read More
Stillness evokes, the bitter strife, Winter trees, tore off this life. Lisette wore a mask, to conceal, The terrors of love, to reveal. She echoed a panic, of pain, Within forests bleak, by shame. I wandered, the terrible night, Exploring Lisette, in bitter blight. Some tune rung, from the trees, Receiving, my crying pleas. I […]Read More
You were the woman, who awoke, among strangeness,Death, had divided your territory; life, had conquered you.Beauty nestled itself, in the fragrance, of your neck,Love crept upwards, to your lips, and laid kisses, deep. In the strangeness, of my strength,That which, would not wane,All beauty, I tore, with bare hands,Blood rose, to meet, my nostrils,An enemy, […]Read More
What had dominated white?
It was black, that dominated white.
It was the universe, that shrouded the moon.
It was the universe, that shrouded the sun.
Bombarded my guilt, to deadness.
And I grieved, no more.
Violet skin, when blushing bright.
Take all to sin, in desperate flight.
Send the priests, fleeing,
All full in hands, to the night.