blood poetry in flowtion
what am i to you, you mighty destroyer?
let me understand that i am just another
give me your eyes, let me see myself in your dreams
give me your ears, let me hear myself scream
give me your mouth, let me taste my own blood
give me your mind, let me feel the flood…
ohhh…
i long to kill you just to touch your skin
i want to know what makes your eyes finally see me
your fears of my blade arouse my beast within
your beautiful, tethered body arched playfully in a crimson sea
don’t you know my love for you will never cease?
don’t you feel it as my sensual, cold blade kisses your curves in the moonlight?
that sliver between agony and orgasm…it is our peace.
succumb to my passions so i can demonstrate how to be free in my dark wave delights.
shhh…
don’t scream too loud now
trust me to show you how
feel my tongue slide into your wounds now
the taste of your blood joins our souls in this blistering vow
ahhh…
don’t struggle with me you fucking ingrate!
i haven’t gotten to the best part yet
so many picture perfect new punctures to penetrate
we can’t gift you with premature death
gaze at my body and my deliciously placed scars
you will soon drink of my soul when i see the dim in your eyes
just imagine, we are the few who don’t squander pain on rage and wars
sickly, sweet agony should be shared in love as the other dies
shhh…
whisper to me your last confessions
i want to cum as you spill your blood and transgressions
my beauty, forgive my teeth in these final penetrations
now you may scream to me and my blade of desecration.
let me understand that i am just another
give me your eyes, let me see myself in your dreams
give me your ears, let me hear myself scream
give me your mouth, let me taste my own blood
give me your mind, let me feel the flood…
ohhh…
i long to kill you just to touch your skin
i want to know what makes your eyes finally see me
your fears of my blade arouse my beast within
your beautiful, tethered body arched playfully in a crimson sea
don’t you know my love for you will never cease?
don’t you feel it as my sensual, cold blade kisses your curves in the moonlight?
that sliver between agony and orgasm…it is our peace.
succumb to my passions so i can demonstrate how to be free in my dark wave delights.
shhh…
don’t scream too loud now
trust me to show you how
feel my tongue slide into your wounds now
the taste of your blood joins our souls in this blistering vow
ahhh…
don’t struggle with me you fucking ingrate!
i haven’t gotten to the best part yet
so many picture perfect new punctures to penetrate
we can’t gift you with premature death
gaze at my body and my deliciously placed scars
you will soon drink of my soul when i see the dim in your eyes
just imagine, we are the few who don’t squander pain on rage and wars
sickly, sweet agony should be shared in love as the other dies
shhh…
whisper to me your last confessions
i want to cum as you spill your blood and transgressions
my beauty, forgive my teeth in these final penetrations
now you may scream to me and my blade of desecration.
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Permalink Reply by purplecrazytails on -
thank you. i want to, but there is not a big market for this type of peotry. hell, i don't even let my work friends know my online name. i've got folders of it and short stories, but to pay for publishing it myself is just not feasible. that's why i chose to start putting it online a couple of months ago. i blog it on myspace and i found this website after becoming an otep fan so i started putting it up here too. i just wanted to share it and see if there were others who were like minded.
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