Your flesh,
Is mine to do with as I please.
Your heart,
Beats at my will.
Your soul,
Is in my hand.
And the way you whimper,
Is like the purest form of ecstasy.
I am your Dom.
And they way he screamed,
Was like music to my ear.
His blood coursing through my mouth,
Was like chocolate.
Burnt offerings,
On the altar of Hate,
Brings forth the ancient evil,
It shall rise.
And the world,
Shall be enveloped in black.
COMMENTS
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vamprincemikeal
02:41 Aug 18 2011
i can smell your blood flow, i can hear your heart beat,
i can offer you a drink, or even offer you a seat,
stay and talk and read me your poetry,
be my hosts and entertain me,
underneath the moon light your beauty shows,
everyone amazed for no one knows,
now your home safe in bed,
a black rose lays next to your head,
a kiss on your cheek a whisper in your ear,
Good night my princess, Sweet dreams my
Dear.....