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Through a door Darkly





Through a door darkly

My prince of darkness waits on the other side

I will long at last be Satans bride

A dark embrace, the kiss of the whip..

His demonic brand upon my hip.

A feast of friends, innocent and corrupt alike

We torture the innocent just for spite.





Through a door darkly

I do not fear what is on the other side

I will bathe in the moonlight

I will play in the crimson tide

I will feed until my hunger is sated

But, I fear it will never be abated ..

The wild yearning

The thrill of the chase

I will seduce you with my dark embrace





Through a door darkly

Passion built, passion spent..

Shackled, tortured, and seduced

Would you truly like to be thoroughly used?

To be my servent in this dark tease?

To crawl begging on hand and knee?

to be rewarded with a soft embrace

To dance forever in a hypnotic pace?



Through a door darkly

do not fear what is on the other side

what appears dark is just light reversed...

Shackled and tortured or cuffed and teased

you will serve your mistress to beg or please..





Through a door darkly

Black is the most pure

dark and enticing

forever night

the innocents scream in the theater of the dammed

try to hide their fears as they might



Bloody kisses and erotic screams

there is purity and comfort through a darkend door

Do I entice you?

Would you care to know more?





~Shadowdancer~





April 2003 ..

Dark Entries

Caressing bent up to the jug again

With sheaths and pills

Invading all those stills

In a hovel of a bed

I will scream in vain

Oh please miss Lane

Leave me with some pain

Went walking through this city's neon lights

In fear of disguising my warping seathing

Pressure lines and graceless heirs

Intangible of price

Trying so hard to find what? What was right

I came upon your room it stuck into my head

We leapt into the bed degrading even lice

You took delight in taking down

All my shielded pride

Until exposed became my darker side

Puckering up and down some avenue of sin

Too cheap to ride they're worth a try

If only for the old times cold times

Don't go waving your pretentious love

He's soliciting on his tan brown brogues

Girating through some lonesome devils row

Pinpointing well meaning upper class prey

Of walking money checks posessing holes

He often sleekly offers his services

Exploitation of his finer years

Work with loosely woven fabrics

Of lonely office clerks

Any lay suffices his dollar green eye

Shadowlife(erotica)

Current mood: mischievous

Category: Writing and Poetry





Shadowlife







In the darkened shadows I have always watched on the frindges,



wondering what is thee pointe??



Life and existance, love and sex



My shadowlife my dark life..



Would you care to play with me in the theater of the damned??



The Kiss of the whip on my milk white skin?



The length of silk that ties me to thy bed??



The sweet anticipation of seeing you the secrecy and dark erotica.



I yearn for your touch, to feel your hands on my flesh making my blood race.



To kiss eroticas face with thee and the thoughtof our bodies writhing heated on a black silk bed.



Dark seductions and erotic moans..



The fear of being caught in a public place or seen by passers by ah such sweet wanderings in a lustful haze..You yank down my pants and thrust thy shaft in..sinking in my velvet Chamber



Warm and bechoninging to thee



Gripping and sliding



our bodies writhe



Your grip on my wrists and thrust them above my head



My skin reddens with my blood coursing heated by yout rough grasp..



In my shadowlife I await thee..







4-25-07



5:41am







~Shadowdancer~



~Crh~

The Last Dance



(for my Father)







The ichor darkness so sublime



the feast is finished, fruit left dying on the vine.



Wilted roses, petals lost in the wind,



perhaps it is best to finish the cycle before it begins



Life cut short in its prime, isn't fate so sublime??



I remember your smile and warm blue eyes, ones that held no guile and wern't disguised.







Rose of Ashlaron



lost in tyme



never again to dance the waltz divine.



You taught me much in such a short space.



You had shown me beauty and grace.



The lake we spent so many summers on on is now still no ripple of life.



The wind blows softly the moon is silver above..



Ah, how my heart aches to remember..



I cast your ashes to the wind..



the cycle now over, yet I cannot again begin.



You will always dance in my memmories..



just at the end of the cycle , save the last dance for me...







~Shadowdancer ~



CRH



5-9-07

Jesse's Dance







You said once , the tragedy of a dreamer is they always see the beauty just before dawn..



Alas that is true as you and I always met to watch the sun rise on the river..



Darling dreamer mysterious southern gent, how I miss our converse..



Your amazing smile as we danced at dawn in the land of sun..



When we met you were so kind not wanting to intrude,



you came tapped me on the sholder, as the wind whipped through my hair..



So polite, so kind asking me to dance a waltz divine.



The tragedy is, I found out while I was away you died..



No more mornings at dawn personified..



I remember you said Shadow, I am not a kind man..



How alone in the darkness you did stand..



I saw through the exterior, into the debths of your soul,



Where beauty and honor still did grow..



Softness and grace,and honor still had shown on your face.



Now at dawn at the park alone I do sit..



Having an emotional poetic fit..



How I do miss your grace,



the look of amazement when you saw my dress of black lace.



Today at dawn I dance through space and tyme..



As I dance for thee, one last shadowdance divine..



Now your sweet soul is free of pain is free,



Will you dance a two step through eternity with me??



In the cusp we did meet..



in the cusp, your soul I still greet.



In between space and tyme,



Somewhere again we will Shadowdance divine..



Somewhere where there is the scent of magnolia in the air..



Somewhere in the shadow lair







For Jesse



shadow soldier



southern gent.







~Shadowdancer~



5-26-07



3:33 am

Three Roses







Three roses for three graves,



Three roses for three soldiers,



Three roses for three loves,



A rose for my father



A rose for my lover



A rose for a friend



Three roses scarlet red



Three roses to place at the tombs of their weary head's.







Three Roses I said to the florist



Three roses for three memories



Three roses for three pieces of my heart



Three Roses cause of to the seraphim they did depart.



All three fought in wars,



All three came home,



All three lived with nightmares



of the darkness they dealt just before dawn.



None died on a distant shore



You three died by the third largest disease:



Cancer.



As it claimed you all in 3 different ways..







Three roses for three graves



Three roses for three soldiers



Three roses for three love's



Three roses for three pieces of my heart



A rose for my father



A rose for my lover



A rose for my friend







~Shadowancer~







CRH



5-26-07



3:36 Am