Waves of HerShe. she whispers like a flood. her lips part and the crystal drink of truth and sadness and joy is lavished over the open ears of her audience.Waves of Her
She. she wants you like dulcid memories. her earthen eyes have locked have set have stopped or begun on her quarry, her prey. on you.
She. she moves like a song. her body is serpentine as her curves her hips her lips her graceful arms glide around you and intertwine.
IodineIodineIodine
Cuts and scrapes Envelope my mind and spirit and Sting like a bumble bee. Scour them with wool of steel, Let them bleed until I feel Encased in a blender Round and round and round- Round and round. All for the good of my health.
Iodine is pouring in, My poise is flowing out In a steady stream of consciousness. All I have left is being
Crudely stripped from me.
I hoard like a carrion bird, My sanity shakes on the edge Of a blade.
I know what it is you want from me. I have the key and you’ll never
Ode to my Magic CircleI am a shield. Optimism and realism, are seperated by me. You see a nice pattern, soft material, a warm aura. You feel better in my presence. When it is cold and wet in the realm of reality just come inside and shade your mind, and shade your memory, your vision... The end of the charade comes along with my very lastOde to my Magic Circle
entrence. I move in to guard you from the truth, from the realization that every horrible thing you just saw, wasn't real. The dead man walks. The lovers bicker i
i'm new, prepare to love me!
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