Immersed in warm soot gothic cathedral stone divinity & 1920’s shadow horror movie falling promiscuity ;
she sang a tender tyrants song and swept in dawns dancing graceful crusted bedtime eyes.
this feeling lingers as a melody raging under twilights twiddling thumbs;
tongues touch scarred skin.
enthused for a pouring midnight passion person to perpetuate emotional stimulation through the storms stumbling vibrato trills :
shrouded reverie haunts me
amidst perverse disillusion.
sweet ivory angels chests
were a dense winter water gardens courtyard breeze,
I watched and adored from purple pulsing veined hearts not brave enough to beat
while leaves blew away once more.
the dying continued to die,
the living continued to live
and the condemned still searched for their Alraune.