Timothy

Jack's Twisted Kingdom
2007-05-22 17:35:52 (UTC)

my lachesis girl

she's tumultuous, her fervor breaks
the surface, ripples like chalk in
summer rain, drenched in toxic heat

the blood tines in, shreds the veil,
her torpid nightmare crushes all in
her wake, cruising in liquid bliss

sending waves of despair, I answer
her call, but no relenting shall
ever sate my thirst for her soul

clashing of the gong in sun's
bright echo, I lament her so.
and her torturous beauty within

those amber eyes, that blackened
flax hair, those soft lines etched
with scars unseen, she I adore


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