Laceration Abominationa series of smarting blowsyour every word slashes through to my coreI'm bleeding out all of my color and previous misconceptions,you pull the glass out from under me and drink away my spiritI don't feel like struggling against these ropes with some sort of boyscout knots,but as soon as I feel myself stop caring, the ropes fall from my shoulders,and I can walk again, my wounds turning to clear glass, so you can see what I actually mean.
Sensitive IImissionary rosaryher head spins on its pikeor maybe she's the sun and Ive decided to orbit her.
SensitiveBroken boned lullabies for a silent girlher crisp white lacy figure is starting to foldyour ears cry to her, begging for relief
Romance IIRed rose red rosePeeping eyes under the bedI was stuck in here looking for my loveI don't consider this stalkingbut I felt a little of myself leavewhen he brought his courtesan into bed with himI still hope they never heard my chants of anger during their lovemaking
The Art of Dentistry IIbroken teeth wrapped in candy wrapperslets unwrap these, he saidlets hollow out some cavities in your heart
The Art of Dentistryrow upon row of freshwater pearls glisten with perfection as you super glue them to her skullit rolls over and opens its newly bedazzled mouth before saying:this is the stuff that we are made of
MiaMiaMy love,My life,My everything,I would neverhave gotwhere I am nowwithoutyouI am yoursand you are mineI love youand you love meBut,we are miles apartOur sorce oflifekeeps usapartOur countries,once one,are now twoan ocean apartBut,I willsee youone daysoonHopefullythat dayis closerthan wethink,loveMiaMy love,My life,My air,My water,My EverythingI willseeyousoon
roses and skullsSandstone, heart of gold I wish I had,but instead, Dracula andthe angels of death decidedto rule my spiderweb chest.But still, I have you to fillin the emptiness with genuinecourage and a fighting spiritlike no other; fire poppy.I'm a kind captain's daughter,born under Canadian silver clouds.I was meant for life at sea,spotting islands from daddy's telescopeas he steered the wheel;later, we'd be in the mess hall, eatingcrab cakes and playing board games.Yet one night, the goodcaptain steered the ship the wrong way,got distracted by a siren,popping out from under waves andclimbing atop a wall of seashells.She had waist-length carnelian hairand her voice was unlike anythingI had ever heard, impossibleto describe; a Greek lilt, an enticingsorrow-filled vocalizationof chimes and Indian coins clackingagainst the Taj Mahal palace floors.That's how she manipulated him,stole his heart and splintered itwith sharp Atlantis sea-glass.I almost died, myself; butI wasn
Believe It Or NotBelieve It Or Not,My love is alive,Believe It Or Not,My love has survived.Somehow it’s passed,The test of time,It’s been through every emotion,Every angry, loving, hating rhyme.I hope she’s loved,Everyone needs it,It’s a hunger we all have,Society feeds it.Some have it figured out,Exactly what they desire,Then they’re lucky enough to get it,Fueling the fire.I won’t,Until I figure it out,I’m just preaching these words,With a shout.Give me a sign,Tell me there’s a chance,To let my heart out,And perform love’s dance.Giving up is a danger,And I’m so close,Give me a shot of love,Beyond the average dose.Believe It Or Not,Somehow I still love her,Believe It Or Not,No one is above her.Believe It Or Not,My heart still beats for her,Believe It Or Not,My thought process repeats her.Believe It Or Not,I’d cherish her,Believe It Or Not,I can be sure.Believe It Or Not,She doesn’t know it a
I want to flyWhat's the use of trying anymoreLiving in this worldHarmony and peace is foreign hereI want to live on in my dreamsWalking on the clouds, touching the skyAnd never touching the groundI want to fly so highBut I jump and hit the ground hardAnd I remember being in this sensitive mortal shellI want to travel the world and see it with the one I love mostAnd home wouldn't feel like a placeThis person...feels like home to meAnd the more I'm away from my dreamsOf lifting my feet off the groundThe more I see my tears hit the carpetI'm stuck in this skewed vision of the worldThinking it's horrible when I have barely experienced anythingI want to see Japan, England, Ireland, Italy. I want to fly all over. Don't you remember, my dear?Why must I abide to one place forever in my lifeIf everyone wants to move out of this small townThat feels the same everydayI wait and wait but if I blink too much it'll go by so fastI want to savor my moment as a child while I can
A PROMISEA PROMISE(Chanted prayer of a young witch)I will love youwith all of my heart,to hold forever,never to part.This is a promise,engrained in me,take my handand let it be...I will go to theends of the earthif that is what you need...Just say YES!And let your soultake the lead.This is a promise,at the core of me,kiss my lipsand let it be...I will wipeyour tears,with noquestions asked...no longer will yourfeelings be masked.This is a promise,I make to you,look into my eyesand follow through...I am sureI will know howto hold you,just by the lookin your eye.Could never forget,not even on the daythat I die.This is a promise,of my passion for you,smile at me,and make it true.I will support you,even when I cannotsupport myself anymore...I will dig deeperto findthe hidden strenghtat my inner core.This promise...means...I sacrificeall of mefor you.Understand thisand make our livesanew.I will love you,respectfully,with everythingso d
Blind (My December)We layentwined in red silkwith my ice cold soleson your warm calvesand our hands claspedjust above our headswhilst I tried to find lightin those heavy-set eyesbut the closed curtainsblot out the moonlike it was less than nothingand shroud this bed inbeautiful black bliss.My fingers traced patterns,unknown even to me,on the sweetly soft skinbeneath your jaw;tongue tastes the wineyou drank before coming to bed;skin presses closer toskin which radiates warmthlike nuclear winterin the heart of myDecember.
Crystallized GingersFreckled faces take me placesOrange hair? Take me theresome say you have no soulbut your the rock to my rollyou are used in thai cuisineand on you, I just want to lean.