Take this existence
Ravage it to oblivion
Sweet alluring torment
Utter such crowing achievements
Touch me, Feel me
Incomplete this cause
Whirlwinds of surging chaos
Tickling through this cancerous torrent
Ah, A warrior I am
To the epitaph of love
Metaphysical foundering enhanced
By the plague that famishes us
In the awe of death’s embrace
Terror how it makes us scream
In the joys of lust
Dire fetishes scornful sentiments
As our sensual desires bleed on
Fly high with me
In the skies of debauchery
As our two way party
Shall summit the mires of cataclysmic wonder
Celebrating such sultry mourning
In the midst of our own blackened abyss
Ah, As our love becomes murder
Our death lives on
Entwined in spiritual mayhem
Nothing shall control us again
Mere flesh is nothing
But a disease that warts our sins
Oh, Our minds shall always
Stir seductive bliss
As our agony persists
We look down to mortality
And laugh with such horrid glee
Come here my creature of love
Please, Take me on
Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
7/18/10
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