"The shadows are the truths in here, so enter at your risk; for the tragedy of knowing is to know what you have missed."
-Unknown
Stories and thoughts are stored away on my computer, gathering cobwebs and dust. I fancied it might be time for some of them to come out of hiding. Thanks for dropping by and giving a closeted writer some of your time.
Divine Macabre
Long fingers doth tear at delicate skin
Mingled with sweat oh! shiny flood
Finest delights imagined by sin
Wave of passion oh! heavenly blood
Danger beacons a flash of fangs
Prick be quick oh! riveting pain
Beautifully limp a body hangs
Flutter of breath oh! blissful rain
Together in death
What divine macabre.
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