I walk these halls where shadows breathe,
Where moonlight flickers and spirits seethe.
A face in the mirror that isn’t mine
She calls me deeper, past the edge of time.
Her scent still lingers in the air,
Like roses drowned in graveyard prayer.
A phantom touch across my chest,
Her name engraved where no heart rests.
Fear me in silence, love me in screams,
I am the nightmare sewn into your dreams.
Fear of the dark? No fear of my kiss,
It comes like a blade… you’ll bleed into bliss.
I hear her voice behind the walls,
Scratching love notes through the crawl.
A lullaby in razor tones,
She sings of murder in gentle moans.
Eyes like lanterns in the void,
She sees the cracks I once destroyed.
Her kiss is cold, her hands like fate
She takes your soul, but makes you wait.
Fear me in silence, love me in screams,
A stalker wrapped in romantic extremes.
Fear of the dark? No fear of my vow,
I swore to keep her, and I’ll find her somehow.
I’ve buried truth beneath my skin,
Each cut a prayer for what has been.
But she the ghost that makes me feel
Is far too real to not be real.
So if you’re walking all alone,
And feel the air chill through your bones…
Don’t pray to God, don’t try to run
I am the moon, I am the gun.
Fear me in silence, love me in screams,
I'm the one watching from shadowed extremes.
Fear of the dark? You’ve never known true
Until I’m the last thing that’s loving you.
She is my dangerous thing,
A flame wrapped in lace, a serpent with wings.
She speaks in moans and madness, breath held tight,
Whispers my name like a spell cast at night.
She loves the kink, the bite, the blade,
The bruises like brushstrokes passion made.
Pleasure in pain, she begs to be undone
A dance with the Devil where no one has won.
I trace her scars like constellations,
Each mark a prayer, each gasp salvation.
She bleeds for the beauty of losing control,
And I, the monster, cradle her soul.
A knife in her hand, a leash in mine,
We blur the line between sin and divine.
She calls me master with a laugh in her throat,
And I sink in deep, love wrapped in a choke.
I’d give her what she wants, all that she craves,
Let her dig into me like unmarked graves.
To fulfill the darkness she hides in her eyes,
I’d shatter the world just to hear her sighs.
She’s chaos in silk, lust dipped in dread,
A hunger I feed 'til the sheets run red.
And though she’s a storm that tears through my skin
I’d let her back in, again and again.
So damn me softly, my violent queen,
In shadows and screams where we’ve always been.
She’s not a lover… she’s my requiem’s sting.
My ruin. My rapture.
My dangerous thing.
COMMENTS
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Cadrewolf2
19:30 Jun 01 2025
Great words