I Pray Crimson Be Your Paint
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Chilled hands grope the drunken vessel
Marble fangs clench for lingering drops.
A muted gasp from the moon marks the time
As the cracked cobblestones catch your fallen feast.
The weeping silence shudders your soul
While you wrap yourself in the torch's dim cloak.
Ecstasy embraces desire in your gaze
And pleasure kisses the lips of your bloody smile.
The world fondles your musical laughter
As a child would his shattered toy.
And your shadow stifles a sound so profound
Earth's heart forgets to beat.
An artist in death your smile,
Your dark canvas echoes in the night.
I pray crimson be your paint.
Cover me, my lover, your pallet.
by Singian
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