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Poetry News Post #379

contest entry

Written by: Primi Illuminati, Baroness Morlana Ni'Choya, Child of Midnight
Date: Wednesday, August 30th, 2000
Addressed to: Zephar, Shaper of the Ether


Crush

Im falling down a swirling black hole
the feelings I have can not be told.
Im being pulled every which way
love dont deny me or push me away.

I reach out to grab hold
Your brow raised as if in a scold.

Engulfing darkness encompasses me
through my tears I can not see.

I wonder if You were to know
The truth that is written across my heart
would you be so good as to know
How to stop the bleeding of my heart

Or would you let this tear me asunder?
Die and lie dying at Your feet
My pulse beating like thunder
Through my veins like Death - let me sleep.

What I would give to taste
the sweetness of your lips.
Strong, desirable and bold
I want to kiss.

If such was to be granted
A kiss of Death given unto me
For such a favour Id have planted
A kiss of Death to set my soul free.

Im falling down a spiraling black mist
the feelings I have can not be dismissed.
Im being pulled and stretched, confusion in my head
spun by a spider and beset by her tangled web.


Penned by my hand on the 17th of Phaestian, in the year 256 AF.


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Poetry News Post #379

contest entry

Written by: Primi Illuminati, Baroness Morlana Ni'Choya, Child of Midnight
Date: Wednesday, August 30th, 2000
Addressed to: Zephar, Shaper of the Ether


Crush

Im falling down a swirling black hole
the feelings I have can not be told.
Im being pulled every which way
love dont deny me or push me away.

I reach out to grab hold
Your brow raised as if in a scold.

Engulfing darkness encompasses me
through my tears I can not see.

I wonder if You were to know
The truth that is written across my heart
would you be so good as to know
How to stop the bleeding of my heart

Or would you let this tear me asunder?
Die and lie dying at Your feet
My pulse beating like thunder
Through my veins like Death - let me sleep.

What I would give to taste
the sweetness of your lips.
Strong, desirable and bold
I want to kiss.

If such was to be granted
A kiss of Death given unto me
For such a favour Id have planted
A kiss of Death to set my soul free.

Im falling down a spiraling black mist
the feelings I have can not be dismissed.
Im being pulled and stretched, confusion in my head
spun by a spider and beset by her tangled web.


Penned by my hand on the 17th of Phaestian, in the year 256 AF.


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