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A Love Letter
16:09 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 671

I see hell's deadly fire consuming your eyes, running black as night.

Your voice stirs the whispered hunger within me, my desire.

Words cannot describe the things that I yearn for you to bestow onto me.

I want you to pin me to your bed of blood red velvet and split my pale shell of a body wide open.

I want you to make me beg to acquire the permission to speak your name.

I want you to take everything I am and swallow it whole, never give it back, to leave me empty inside.

I want you to throw me agianst the wall and not allow me to ever disobey words spoken from those pale reaper like lips.

If I try to run, hunt me down and punish me with you pleasure consuming tourchures.

Wrape your arms around me and force me to lie still.

Command me to see everything your way, remove my very will, and keep me forever.

Make me your slave.............

I beg of you, don't hold back any longer, I cannot bear this knawing, unfullfilled need.

Controll me, rule me, yield me,do with me as you wish.

So long as I can feel your touch set my cold flesh ablaze.

So long as your blood lust consumes me and threatens to entrall me for the remainder of eturnity.

I want your eyes to draw in my body like the blood that pours from your lips.

I hunger......Feed me, Master.....

Bing me to your body so tight that if all those spells where corsets, I would shurely suffocate and fall to the ground dead.

Make me forever the willing or unwilling prisoner in your newly erected temple, devoted to our love.

Here I am Marius, draw your eyes open, hear my call, come take me away and set me free.

Save me from the hell in this frail mortal form....

Awaken me and save me from the nothing I have become.



by Lamia

A Love Song
16:07 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 672

with the tears he brushes away

the regrets of all his yesterdays ........ and says

No More!! a stepping stone will i be.

a freer man you'll never see ...... than me

as he walks out the front door.

all the dreams that passed him by

are a light once again in his eye.....

as he sings a love song.



he follows his feet down the street

whistling a tune to the day he greets

so fine.

he shuffles along lost in his song

not carring where the time has gone

to find ,

he's at his own front door, he'll give her one chance more?

as he sings a love song.



just as he reaches for the latch

the memories all come flooding back

again

he's been here many times before

this time he mustn't ignore

or she'll win.

so he backs away slow ...... down the street off

he goes

as he sings a love song



the sun beats down upon his crown

as he wipes the sweat from his brow

and thinks

" Oh gods above i know that we once loved.

how did so much love turn to hate?

how cruel can be fate.

twists the warf of your life

makes a shrew of your wife..... haaa"

so he sings a new love song

la lala lalalala

singing a new love song



by I am Iam

The Endless Thirst - The Response
15:57 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 674

A chilly winter's night, I feel

A stinging in my heart.

You cry for me, within your tomb.

My lips quiver, then they part

(-- But only muffled sobs escape.)

I feel your aching body wrapped

In a heartless granite shell,

We both endure this loneliness -

This barren, choking Hell.

But then, to nothingness I soar,

The night wind is my guide.

Forever drawn to your impulse,

From your call, I cannot hide.

My blood, my flesh, are offerings

Of boundless passion that can heal.

I envision rapture, lost in you,

In delirium, I feel

Your breath upon my pulsing chest,

Your hands caressing me.

Dark Angel - take my innocence

And forever set me free.



A breeze... my senses now awake.

In darkness now I scream.

I tumble down cold granite steps

But land softly, as in a dream.

Dark Angel, I answer your painful cry

After endless weary nights -

Upon the threshold of your tomb

My heart, my soul, alights.

Night in Dementia
15:56 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 675

I turn to face the setting sun,

It burns into my eyes

And awakens every sorrow's breath

To yield my soul's demise.

I sink into an ageless mire

Of scorn, and hate, and lust;

I soon pass into nothingness

And dance freely 'mongst the dust

Of countless eras passed away

That share my mindless gloom,

Each one's evil intentions

Concealed beneath perfume.

Behind a glass, night summons me

To dance with visions gold;

Each one a promise of my fate

But misfortunes untold.

But I, awakened by my sight,

Must beckon night to flee;

As I return to nothingness

And slowly cease to see.

Stranger
15:55 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 676

Deep within my hungry soul raged a tormented beast

Who yearned for freedom, wings to fly; its moaning never ceased.

In darkest hours of sullen nights as shrouded as the dead,

Tears sprang up from my fragile wounds and drowned me in my bed.

I cried out in vain.

The beast won again.



A fingertip 'pon dampened cheek roused me, one night, from dream.

Although I feared another in my world, I did not scream

But rather gazed into these eyes that drew me to a sea

Embellished with angelic song. With wings spread, I was free.

The beast made no sound.

All sorrows had drowned.



Some kind of angel was this man who freed me from torment.

My wings alighted 'pon a blissful breeze his Love had sent.

No dread, no night, could haunt me now; I'd banished Loneliness;

All thoughts of fear, sad memories, now paled beside his kiss.



Entwined within my lover's arms I no longer fear the night.

He's given me the wind; he's opened up the cage. I've taken flight.

From high above majestic oaks, the world's a lonely place.

But all the hope I'll ever need rests in my lover's face.

This Stranger crossed my path one day...

Lost
15:55 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 677

Hollow footsteps, cloaked by night

Of sadness known through tortured sight;

The willow weeps for solitude

As Owl moans a gloomy interlude.

- Reflection in the glossy lake

"If I should die before I wake..."

A tear shatters the silent face

That seeks solace in this deserted place.

Wind whispers through the willow's leaves,

And Owl, perched high, silently grieves.



The glow from city lights afar

Swallow whole a falling star.

A wish upon the trembling lips

For peace. A raven gently sips

The water near his honored guest,

But soon flies to his hidden nest.

Weary beneath the flowing cloak,

The traveller rests against an oak

And fights the lure of heavenly sleep

-"I pray the Lord my soul to keep..."



Forever lost, each journey taken

Plagues the mind; the nights awaken

Troubled visions, thoughts of yesterdays,

That seem like beacons - lives away.

Random comforts cannot ease this soul,

For knowledge takes its weary toll

'Pon one who suffers with each breath,

Who slept once in peace, then awoke in death.

Tammy's Poems
15:54 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 678

The recesses of this darkened cell

Bring my senses to an obscure Hell

That chokes me with its hardened stone

Against my cheek, chilled to the bone.

My eyes are weak; they stare into

A pit - air of the darkest hue.

My cell, though safe, is nothingness -

Its walls are damp. No soft caress

Against my skin, no snug embrace,

No euphoric glance 'pon my victim's face.



So here I lay, stone is my shroud.

Far away, lost within a crowd

Of wails and sighs from long ago

That only make my hunger grow.

Madness etched into the stone:

A thousand wails, yet all alone.

Untitled
15:53 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 679

How curious the light behaves

Reflecting off the dancing waves.

Oh how my very being craves

A view from down below.

Suspended in my watery lair,

I would not need to gasp for air,

For I'm no longer human there

Beneath the icy flow.

It's peaceful there, but I have found

I still can hear the distant sound

Of voices of the souls who drowned

And left loved ones to mourn.

The lonely wails transmit the pain

Of those who just could not remain

So journeyed to the unknow plane

Of dead souls and unborn.

But in this world there still exist

Survivors who will always miss

The passion of their lovers' kiss

That warmed them night and day.

Though here above the vast, cold sea,

My heart is without tragedy,

For I have someone dear to me

Who hasn't passed away.

Never let that be untrue,

For I could not bear thoughts of you

Trapped underneath the ocean blue

Deprived of your last breath.

No harm to you would I condone,

For I'd be left here on my own

To face this tragic world alone,

A fate far worse than death.

Merciful Dance
15:52 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 680

Writhing bodies clad in black

Flow past me as I stare.

Like beacons on a stormy sea

The lights around them flare.

Leather, velvet, metal, lace -

These ornaments they don,

Yet their necks remain unclothed

For me to gaze upon.

Swirling through the smoke-filled air,

The music lifts their soul.

Succumbing to this sonic drug,

Their minds have lost control.

I pull my cloak in close to me

And drift into the crowd.

I search each ghoulish painted face

As death looms like a cloud.

My angel's face appears to me

Amidst the swaying mass.

I glide to her through sound and haze,

Ignoring those I pass.

My eyes fixate upon her skin -

So smooth, so soft, so white...

Her naked arms flail wildly.

She waltzes with the night.

I reach out, and I touch her hair

Which has fallen in her eyes.

She sees me for the first time now

And jumps back in surprise.

I grasp her hand and pull her near.

She's powerless to my touch.

I feel her warmth flow into me.

I want her blood so much.

But I can bring no harm to her,

Despite my deadly urge.

As I stand there with my love,

My heaven and hell converge.

I cannot make her who I am

To live eternally,

Feeding off the innocent

As they die painfully.

And so I share a final dance

With her before I go.

I kiss her lips once, turn away,

And let my hunger grow.







No More



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The Sweetest Kill
15:52 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 681






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My movements make no sound.

My footsteps quick and light...

I glide on down the darkened street

Accompanied by night.

Passing mortal strangers

Who look the other way,

I'm intoxicated by their scent.

These creatures are my prey.

I stop beneath a streetlamp

Where they can view my face.

Seeing my unnatural skin,

They soon quicken their pace.

Their cowardess amuses me.

Those eyes so full of fear.

I throw my head back, and I laugh

For all of them to hear.

Stepping from the light,

I'm hidden by the dark.

Continuing along my path,

I reach a lonely park.

Sitting on a wooden bench,

A girl cries silently.

Her face is streaked with salty tears.

She fails to notice me.

Her eyes are tightly shut.

Her body shakes with sobs,

Yet still I hear her beating heart.

Within her chest, it throbs.

Slowly, I approach her

Until I'm by her side.

Admiring her tender cheeks,

I see her tears have dried.

I move my face in towards her neck

And hover for awhile.

Much to my surprise, I see

Her frown turn to a smile.

She looks directly at me,

Her eyes of deepest blue...

With the softest lips I've ever seen

She mouths the words "Thank you."

I sink my teeth into her flesh.

On blood is what I thrive.

I drink till I can drink no more.

Again, I am alive.

The Endless Thirst
15:51 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 682






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I awaken in my icy tomb,

Imprisoned by its walls.

I cry for you to set me free,

But no one hears my call.

Alone within the confines

Of this cold, damp concrete cell,

I find comfort in the darkness

Which shields me from my hell.

The pains of hunger eat at me.

My body's worn and weak.

I feel the stinging in my eyes

As a tear streams down my cheek.

Tinted with a tinge of red,

The tear stops at my lips.

I close my eyes and think of you.

Your light has been eclipsed.

I can almost taste your blood,

So rich and filled with life...

My teeth piercing your silky flesh

As if they were a knife.

The perfect drink - so warm and lush -

Would make me feel alive...

It's essence permeating me,

My immortal soul revived.

But alas it will not happen

For you are nowhere near.

I've waited countless days and nights

In hopes that you'll appear.

I pray someday it will come true,

And you will be my feast.

Until then, I must still remain

A lone, blood-thirsty beast.

I Dream of Vampires
15:50 Sep 08 2005
Times Read: 683

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The dark engulfs my silent world,

And night becomes my home,

I stare into the black I love,

And endlessly I roam.

With each new turn I drift away...

I'm lost and can't return.

Yet oddly, I don't really mind.

There's much for me to learn.

But somehow there is something wrong,

It's not enough for me.

I'm not allowed to have my peace

Until I wake to see

The one thing that will make my life

Much better than before.

Although I don't know what it is,

I want it even more.

I search the darkness aimlessly

And know not what I seek.

My effort seems to be in vain,

But then appears Monique.

Through the mist as if a dream

She forms within my sight.

With glowing eyes and arms outstretched,

She pushes back the night.

No words escape her blood red lips,

And yet she calls to me.

She traps me with seductive stare -

I feel no need to flee.

My flesh and soul belong to her.

I can't deny her now.

I find myself in front of her

Bent deeply in a bow.

With one hand underneath my chin,

She lifts my face to hers.

Like a hungry but contented cat,

She sighs, and then she purrs.

Slowly her red lips start to part,

Revealing fangs of death.

With no protest at all from me

She sucks out my last breath.

For I Am Hers