This was published May 19th 2011
As i draw the blood from her vains, it poors into my hands,
Like the ocean to the sand creating one great band
Caressing the warmth, I let it flow
i see her trepidation grow, her eyes are a wonder
more and more as we cast a spell for her eternal love of death.
the cool wind passes with every deep breath
the sky darkens and the clouds they disapear.
every moment passes slower than the last, so unreal.
The final second comes, we are completely drenched her red wine.
making fractured images on the ground in perfect sequence
The traumatic heat of our energy mixed; scars the tree's that surround her and me
everything stops, the only thing in my sight is she
silence fills the air like a posion enters every vain, such bliss
and she crosses into the abyss.
her body descends soulless into my arms.
with more pleasure comes great harm
the energy swept out of my grasp.
i create one last "i love you" before i wake from my trance.
all is lost but so much gained.
her life. excruciatingly slain. I struggle to maintain sane.
yet a smile remains.
as i pray, may the goddess bless her soul
she collects it... obtained
she collects it... obtained
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