Rendez vous.

Do up your hair,
Run to the opera,
Let me hold your hand,
Cobbled pavements.


Take me downtown,
Kiss me,
Stop the clocks,
Traffic lights.

Take off your Chanels,
Jump in the puddles,
Dance in the rain,
Street signs.


Give me your jacket,
Buy me coffee,
Start the jukebox,
Neon lights.


You.


Yes, me...

Eclipse

Take me away,
- To a world unknown.

A world with black rainbows,
White, cloudless skies,
Meadows of plastic,
And tears of gold.

A world with transparent hills,
Rivers of semen,
Music of spoken lies,
And blood of ghosts.

A world with mercury seas,
Neon pink stars,
Spaces of nothing,
And the sweat of God.

Take me away.

Away....

...from this world I know.

Sickened Desire

Malicious Bitch,
Let the boy be...

Crawling under his skin,
Seeping into his veins,
Pulsating his heart;
You savage whore,
Let the boy be...

His innocence stolen,
His mind distraught,
His actions consequential;
You deceiving liar,
Let the boy be...

His origin,
- Your womb;
Your lust,
- His image.

Malicious bitch,
Let thy boy be!

Liberate me..

Capture me on Venus,
Entice my mind.
Seduce me, abuse me;
Love me.

En route to thy lair,
Bewilder my memoirs,
Scar me, crush me;
Embrace me.

Lost amongst the stars,
Trample my heart,
Tear me, Burn me;
Search me within.

Enslave me on Pluto,
Tarnish my name,
Disgrace me, Torment me;
See through me...

Demented

Stalking her lonely pace,
It toys with her mind,
Scorching her hair,
Drying her skin...

Lost in her thoughts,
Her unawareness abused,
It moves closer.

His breath burning into her neck,
His touch scarring her body...
Her garments torn apart,
Her mind tormented.

His sweet perverse whispers,
Doused her screams,
In agony she had to let him in...

Demon or man,
She barely remembers,
That agonising yet lustful night,
Now only a mere myth...

Self.

Wedding blues...

One.
Examine yourself,
Look deep within,
Research your heart.

Two.
Unwind awhile,
Take a breath,
Love thyself.

Three.
Sing a song,
Put on a smile,
Run along back to life.

Four.
Keep on that smile,
Sway in the white,
Dance with him.

Five.
Belle of thy ball,
With his ring on,
Too late, my love...


Un, Deux, Trois, Quatre, Cinq...

Our dirty little secret it shall be!

The Storm.

The howling wind;
Wrapped in his arms,
Her skin,
Cool against his...

The rustling leaves;
Searched by his palms,
Her body,
Pulsating with his...

The deafening thunder;
Locked in his embrace,
Her lips,
Caressing his...

The pouring rain;
Exhilarated by his voyage,
Her gasps,
Subdued by his.,.

The seizing storm;
Laying beside him,
Her mind,

At ease with his...