The CloakPull tight,The Cloak
pull close, cover what I hate, my cloak it shields, From cold, rain, eyes.
Pull one flap across my arms, to hide hands, and their evils, pull another across my legs, to hide darks steps, to hide my shame.
Tug it more, now over me, I cannot be seen, I cannot be known, my cloak keeps me safe, distant
Now tighter pulled, this scrap of cloth, to cover my chest, to protect my heart, to hide it from death, born of blade, or bullet, or kiss.
What do they s
CreviceDeep.Crevice
this crevice, this crack, my hole,
Steep.
my climb, these smooth white walls, her skin, my gaze,
Creep.
I crawl, I reach, I slither and slide, clawing the ground, grasping for her scent,
Weep.
my heart, my fault, my chain to her chest, wedged in her bosom, unseen and redundant, trapped in her glaring, soft presence,
Sleep.
to dream, to escape, to detach, from
Given to SmilingI’m given to smiling, When thoughts of you, Come to my mind, Of the way you smile, The way you look.Given to Smiling
I’m given to smiling, When I see your face, When my senses behold, The way you, laugh, The way you, breathe, The way you,
feel,
I’m given to smiling, When you come to me, And my eyes linger, Upon your breast, Upon your neck, Upon your waist, Upon your face.
I’m given to smiling, When I ponder you, And the love we share, The way we laugh, The way we touch, The w
All Things Dark and BeautifulAll things dark and beautiful, draw my searching eyes,All Things Dark and Beautiful
the sweet melody, of lingering black, and clinging scent, of tarnished chrome, they pull my affection from what I should want, I find my place,
In darker corners, where metal rots, and dark things scurry, I find my solace,
and my heart heaves heavy,
I find my place,
without grace, without mercy,
with love apparent, but ever fleeting, escaping my grasp, like so much vapor, in sin I wallow, in death I bathe, my sweet corrupt
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