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Hauntingly melodic

The music began to play

I watched her turn and watched her hips sway

This lovely young thing with generic appeal

She giggled and laughed and coyly stares

How many will she make

I do not even care

She approached me and pulled on my hair

I bent down to hear her whisper

Follow me my dear

I grin and my heart quickened in anticipation

She beckoned me to follow and of course you know I listen

She took me to the courtyard and sat on a bench

She looked up into my eyes

How is your evening my prince?

I laughed and smiled and sat close to her

So conversation pure and true

This is why I followed you?

She grins and leans close to my neck and sighs a little shyly

I would do things to you that only happen in a dreams

She nibbled on my earlobe and sucked on my neck

You look positively delicious I could devour you

As she whispered a feeling to me unknown did arise

I was aroused but not like other times

I felt fear

She ws so warm and alive

She grasped a part of me that no other woman dare grasped

Stroked in motion to the music I began to grow euphoric

She kissed my neck and moaned as I gasped for breath

I felt my body lean back to lay on the bench

This generic looking lady was heaven sent

She was in control the entire night

Any other emotion was drowned by pleasure and fright

Never had I been the victim to my own gift

She had me underneath her thumb

She had complete control of it

The night grew bright and the stars did fall

She knew what she had to do and her name did I call

I gazed into the heavens and seen an angel dear

She swayed her hips in motion and licked away my single tear

She swayed back and forth then up and down she danced

I had been completely and utterly entranced

She moaned and called my name and whispered all night long

I looked into her eyes of brown and knew that I was gone

A fire of passion rose in my blood and I growled and moaned

She whispered softly I have devoured you whole

I gasped and she rocked me gently like a babe

She smiled and then cried out her single name

I am Bella and you now are my slave

I reached for her exquisite breasts and said

For you I am whatever you wish for you have proclaimed.



4/28/09

Darkbutterfly

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Become
20:31 Feb 17 2010

nicely written! keep it up~

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So many truths told through lies

The appearance of love in the most primal and carnal of hates

I have fed on such beauties the world can contain

With nothing to show nothing to gain

What graceful meals and pleasures I've dined

Such lovely pastel roses I've intertwined

Such stems and such scents

Such glistening breasts

Such deliciously soft pink petals

None of them have survived

What of Ivy?

She did just as I did foresee

One of the strongest did break and shatter

After our valiant dramatic act

She went mad and claimed to be impregnated by Satan himself

She gave birth to a darling baby girl

I've taken her and named her

I've raised her to be mine

I've named her Rose

She has her mother's eyes but sinisterly my features

She has my black curls and my pale skin

She from birth has always been silent

She never speaks

I've never heard her voice and when she plays she waits until the moon has risen

She walks outside and dances in the pale moonbeams

My other children hate her and come to me with complaints

She killed my rabbit she wrote in my journal with his blood

She watches her brothers dress and undress

She never smiles at the others

She never plays well

She was caught in my den smelling the very spot where she was conceived

She cut her hair short and ran away for the night as a boy

She came home drunk and smelling of women

I asked her where she was and she smiled and pointed at the window

Outside there stood six beautiful women

All of them wailed and cried for Lament

I turned to Rose and I asked her

Why do they cry for Lament

For the first time I heard her speak and was stunned to hear my own voice

I am Lament Father and I give them the gift of sorrow

My eyes deceived me this entire time

My daughter was my son and he had inherited my gifts

He went out at night and sought the loneliest of beauties

He would give them one night of intimacy

Promise them love and the moon

Before they could wake he would leave them a note

It said Your heart how sweet your gate made it seem

Is nothing more than bitter poison to me

I give you nothing for tomorrow

I leave you in utter sorrow

I realize in him his gift is different

My gift is pain and demise

His is grief to grow wise





4/28/09

My stories you have read

Of my Loves who now are dead

Not by mine own hands but by what fate would have

My flesh is cursed to tear that which I love

The blessed virgin whose purity rests above

The one who seems to tempt all but me

With the gleam the suffocation and the torn virgin

I am cursed with this pound of flesh

I am controlled and contorted by it

In the eyes of even God my creator

I am beastly in what arouses my mind's eye

Clavicia the last one to you who I described

She was but a child yet I wooed her

My golden locked lover whom suffocation did end

She didn't even know I was after her gate

My wife from whom my son was expelled

She knew what beastly desires consumed me yet I destroyed her

Even the silver pipe did not to harm my flesh

What will end this my masquerade

I spy out of my mind's eye a brunette beauty who spies on me

She stares so unashamedly at my taught fitted fabrics

She shall also enjoy my macabre fantasies

If she can survive my carnal pleasures

My flesh is just that

My flesh controls and contorts me

If it decides to let her live

What a blessed concubine she'll be

If she seeks pleasure in pain

I am the gift Fate has dealt to her

I am Diago Le Fortunas

And I am the pleasure to those with whom pain and death has wed





4/28/09

Darkbutterfly

Born on such a date that would suggest fair weather

Clavicia Del Grimoire was considered fair on all accounts

She bore on her left cheek the mark all women would pay a days wage to have drawn

Her hair the silver silks all people of the world paid to have made

Her eyes sparkled with the color of the deadly sea

A maiden fair so unjustly describes the girl who fell for me

I a man in my thirties widower thrice

With five children of my own and the eldest a boy of her age

'Tould not be fitting for me to wed this little desire

But what was equally fair was her virginity

She would come to coyly sip tea and converse about the day's news

She would blush when I smiled at her

I could not but help to see through her satin and lace corsets

To her frail small body underneath

That which on many occasions I would dream was under my own

She did flirt so exquisitely

I would catch her undressing in the fainting rooms during the balls at my manor

She would feel my stare and turn to expose her flesh to mine eyes

I with my secret hall would creep behind the wall and watch as she spoke to me

She spoke without knowing full well I was there

She would sing in esctasy as she dreamed and I would whisper to her softly in motion

She would blush and redress just in time before the other ladies would grow faint

I would follow her to the other rooms where she would sigh and pant to catch her normalcy

Then return to the hall looking for none other then myself

I would meet her in the hall then smile so sweetly as to watch her blush

Finally one night I approached her with evidence of her desires on my fainting couch

She was alone on this trip

She confessed to having dreamt with desire

I grinned and confessed to having watched her do so

She turned crimson and I brushed my hand against her bosom

To pay for the damaged furniture she must make another bit of evidence to match that of the first

She shook indesire and nerves and I did make her pay

She with her softness and her scent

She so perfect

I had to take her

Her father the Duke of Sylvania would not dare to think

Nay to imagine his little sweets legs wrapped around me as I turned her from pale to pink

Nor her pretty little face in climax as she screamed my name

As she screamed

She with her beauty and her voice of music

She whose blood did stain when I devoured her innocense

Then did tear apart such beauty

She now rests eternally in that couch.





4/27/09

Dark butterfly

I wake in the darkness

Only to hear that sad distant fade.

Her tears salt my down pillow and I sit up to comfort her.

What is it?

Why do you cry?

She only smiles and turns to creep away,

She's going to die.

I dare to move as she wills to carene off the bed

She stifles her breath

She looks up at me

Pleading her eyes mock my iniquities and laugh at my Short comings

No more will she smile and turn away

No more weeping then nothing with a superficial grin.

I see the slow flow of life fade from her eyes as they darken with release

I sigh with great relief

The silence so sweet.

Her body now growing pale and cold looks angelic to my eyes

I hold her closer and kiss her hardening lips.

I close her blackened eyes and open her night dress to see what had been bothering her

Between her and I lay My son.

My heir.

He had only formed to become what he was and her wretched body flushed him out.

I picked him up and held him to my beating bosom.

He can rest against something warm and alive once more.

I kiss his unformed forehead and stroke my dear's breast.

In One night I am ruined and my Son is nevermore.

My darling beauty by my side

I reach for the silver pipe.

The smoke only comes when the lever releases the cold metal

In my mouth goes the pipe in my arms my heir, in My bed lies death.



4/24/09

Dark Butterfly

I would watch her ever so silently

Her with her golden locks

I gazed upon an angel it would seem

Until I spied she was false

I watched her kiss him

A Terrible fake of a man

I wondered if he'd bleed if he were wounded

One night during a mystic eclipse

The valiant flake was out walking

I followed him with content in my heart

The gleam in my hand was nothing to the red on his throat

The dripping of his life source onto his linen shirt

She would love me with this corpse out of the picture

With no competition I'd be the only one for her

She'd love me eternally and unconditionally

I went to her to give her a gift

She opened the box and shrieked

How could she not love me for giving her the flake's eyes

To silence her shrieks I was forced to put my hands around her pretty little neck

She tried to pry my hands away and I held on tighter

If only she'd understood

I did this for us and now she was making me hurt her

No I was not hurting her

I was helping her see

Helping her escape the false life she'd been living

I gave her the greatest gift of all

I gave her unconditional love and eternal bliss



Darkbutterfly

11/28/06