bloody lips dripping lushious ruby drops down her ivory mouth while her eyes sparkled like a trinket in a treasure chest when i look into a portrait of you i see the midnight sky with a milky moon looking like scarlet roses scattering to the winds like a lullaby of forsaken music weaves its secretive enchantment into braclets of diamond snowflakes dancing and twinkling in the fairylight leaving a silhouette of ultraviolet frost of smokey lace on your face like a ballet song of melancholy masquerading a feline grace of emerald pearls tangled into whsipers of desired kisses An illusion of silver satin tears of babys breath crystallised in your golden hair while phantom dreams and deadly nightshade tarnishes your dreamcatcher of fragments of silky feathers stitched into vibrant flames of tattered willows This dreamscape is the only vision that cascades a longing memory of your elegant embrace of this world and your love to me resides in your soul for only me. |
May 19, 2009
0 Vampire Dreams by Ashley Quebedeau
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Anthony Souls
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