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Dark velvet passion

Emotions released and unrestricted

A light wintry breeze cooling our shameless figures

The irresistible thirst for each other rising in the steam

His warmth pressed against me



The desire in my veins is overwhelming

Our bodies writhe in pleasure



A single moment of truth

Lust unbridled in its fury

Love for the only one in my life





I commend you if you can work out why the title is so named :)

Spider comes crawling, creeping

Eight eyes open never sleeping



Beware her sticky trap

Strung up in an unseen gap



Bugs and flies buzzing past

Give her a juicy meal at last

In a crimson valley as night draws near

Thought and reason disappear



The world turns black as the clouds above

Blot out the sun like a giant glove



Birds and bats screech and crow

Waiting for the moon to grow



Strange shapes formed from trees

Quiver in the slightest breeze



Bugs and spiders crawl from hollows

And into the shadows they are swallowed



Unseen beasts make fearful sounds

Echoing sharply across the grounds



But in this valley sounds and shapes

Imagination's all it takes

My mind is wandering

My heart is pondering

My feelings die

When you make me cry

I no longer feel

The pain you deal

I've lost my mind

And respect for your kind

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DeadHeir
09:39 Sep 10 2008

short and sweet, yet punchy and brutal.

blunt and straightforward is typically a good way. i like it...

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It cannot be bought

Traded or sold

It comes unconditionally

But with bonds of gold



Tell me you love me

Show me you care

If it is true

I know you'll always be there

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cadrewolf
00:39 Aug 13 2008

very elegantly put

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winterdaemonchan
01:58 Aug 13 2008

Too true and so gracefully put. Was this written for anyone? Or is it just a common statement due born of observations, if its for someone he's lucky because I'm sure you'll return the stability xp

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SuicideDoll
14:42 Aug 14 2008

Wonderful poetry - all of them; you have a real gift

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Blood-red blooms of unbridled passion

Emerald leaves in the black velvet night

Thorns of steel as sharp as needles

Drawing on the beauty of lust



The pain of my passing wilts the soft silk petals

The dark covets my sorry lost soul

My spirit longs for the scent of a rose once again

Never was a sense so desirable

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winterdaemonchan
11:57 Aug 11 2008

Again you're torturing me with your words, wrapping me ever so delicately into your descriptions till i lose myself completely. Another beautiful composition, I'd expect nothing less from you. I love the end; the soul desires something so trivial after its passing, its beautiful, of all the things it could crave, it longs for the scent of a rose. How perfect your symbolism.

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DeadHeir
09:41 Sep 10 2008

very deep. i really enjoyed this one.



symbolism runs deep, in between its lines...

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