“To protect those who are hurting; no, to protect those who have once experienced hurt; no, to protect those who have yet to be hurt further, and that is what is meant to be done, being the final way. See the suffering? See it clear,…
Miss Beauty,With all radiance to spend,Like what the sun does, to spread color,As you have done, to my mind of black and white. In losing you,My mind has turned to grey. I sought to see your hips move with the wind’s twists,And hear your sighs…
As a man, my reign is within guilt, and guilt is my protocol. I am no disbeliever to guilt, no stranger to it, as it hangs over my head like a plastered cloud, being stuck upon some unseen surface. I receive the opportunity to not…
Face me,Gracefully.Your stagnant aura, of many aromas,Puts me beneath you, in a dying dedication,For I’ve discovered it.You deserve it,You have earned it,A caress upon a wild and entitledBosom that shows a gloss.You were loved by many,Until the one who will shower you,With kiss upon kiss.…
Love all, when I call,You, to the furthest cliffs,And say, that you will stay,To speak true words, of no dismay.People seem, and also scream,To force cues,To force signs,To places full of danger,Will you be the one, to fulfill,The only one, who has become still? Your…
Your kind face sends a path for my awakening,I slept a breathless sleep.Beneath myself,Over myself.You have the world before yourself,And I have seen it, in my worst fears.You have a face, full of light,And I have two eyes, full of fright.What is worse, my lady…
Too many damnable kisses,Brought thorns to make me bleed,And the face that holds a rose,Between two lips colored by cherry.A sweetness mingles over your form,And all I feel is the seduction. I dart with disarray against your eyes,Those that show glare against mine,Great beauty of…
Take from me,These shores of accumulated pain.Drink from me,The blood that spills like fragrant wine.I have enveloped myself,In its entire grace,And have found myself depressed,I have found myself miserable,Dwelling in the deepest blue.I am still so thirsty. For a drink of love,And not a drink…
In all my imagining,While haunting memory is the musicTo my mind in its longing,I find myself to view a paintingThat shows the curves of a naked woman,While her lips are reddenedBy the blood offered in my hands.Would I reach to kiss? I desire the wine,…
You surround yourself in an ebony shield,An ebony garb, made by your loathing.It feels to me like a weight upon my palms,For I am the one who holds it close,Like a man without the groping tensionOf one perpetual shame. Disease and wine swim well with…
