now is the time for stripping the spirit bare.Time for the burning of days ended and done.Idle solace of things that have gone before.Rootless hope and fruitless desire are there.Let them go to the fire,with never a look behind.The world that was ours,is a world that is ours no more
When alone our bodies are one.Your my my music when I'm death,my hunger when I'm sick,my only answeared prayer when there is no god.When my viens are dry and thirst for support,you're my blood to sustain life.Sometimes when my eyes are shut,I pretend we live in an enchantedcastle,and we have fabulous balls and feast's.Sometimes we just sit and play in chocalote cake and lick the sticky sweetness off of each others tender fingers.We wash down our soft lacy cake with swee red wine.We tenderly lick the intoxicating juice off each others backs like fragile kitins.Sometimes when i close my eyes and try real hard i can see your beautiful visage dance behind my eyelids.Sometimes when I stretch my tired bones the wind carries your faint scent to me.
As I sleep in bed half way dead,I think of all the things I could have said.Visions of her stalk my dreams.I hear her call my name..."I miss you baby...please come to me".Oh how I long to be in her arms,how i lyearn for her passionate embrace.I desire her soul devouring kiss.I waited an eternity for her return.Dreaming of endless nights of forbidden pleasure.Feeling her pierce my neck.....drinking my soul.When the nights are long and cold our souls shall become one and live on forever
Thou has called me from my grave by thy bewitching will,made me feel alive,feel your passiona love,a passion thou canst never still.Press thy cold mouth close to my cold mouth,mans breath is godlike created.I drink thy essence,Idrink thy soul.The dead can never be sated
