Infectuous devils dance along the walls
Their shape shifts when the mistress's lips split
Erotic and neurotic
You can feel the passion digesting in her rhythmic nature
You can see her pounding heart through her bare chest
Thumping as her skin vibrates
Eyes glazed over lifeless, souless
The shaman's trance
Currents dominate the putrid air
Blisters peel as tears fall
I've cursed too many times
Now my blessings fall to ash
Haunted by ghosts and visions
My depression is the only thing real
"my depression is my most faithful mistress"
"no wonder that i return the love." - soren kierkegaard
erotic and neurotic
i loved reading this, the last line got me
Dark and vivid. Just the way
Dark and vivid. Just the way I like it but can't write it. Hugs
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
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Uh oh
shes a vial creature.
well penned!
i could feel it!
hugs, Koko
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
Words
Let Us Now Discuss Neuroses
Well, enough about neuroses. Great and, as always, pleasingly dark. ~A~