
Vampire-like product of my twisted mind...Composed sometime at midnight, might be the result of personal sin
Rated: Fiction M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Angst - Words: 96 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 06-30-10 - Status: Complete - id: 2823517
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"Black Rapture,"
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Once again, the silence's hold will crush my heart into the wind
I crave the opening of the wound,
(My savored sweet)
And for the essence of you
To burn beneath flesh and bone sweet
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It is the way I have chosen to live
Warmth so familiar in its distance
For a second longer pulls me in
Hurts me….
Consumes me…
Reject me…
It dazzled me…
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The sun burns as it goes down
It swallows all of me
Blindingly embracing the rapture
Of my reckless, necessary greed
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Starlight night betrays me with brilliance
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