Drowning in the flowers,
Where once you shed for me,
Writhing my lust from your thighs,
Where twice you screamed for me.
Slice across my throat,
With your bladed tongue
Bleed my sins, forget my prayers
Rather burn with you than climb the stairs
In our paradise,
Of a darkness we sleep within.
How lovesick am I,
With perfect slits upon my wrist.
A river of tears I do not lack,
With the blades I dance upon and twist.
Oh my dear, how I wished you back,
But the dead adored you so.
Sleeping in the coffin,
Where thrice you cried for me,
Whispering final words I ripped from hearts
Where four times you set wings upon.
Twist your arms around,
Gripping me from loneliness.
I watch your tears glisten,
Upon that cheek of serenity.
Flick my hand,
Wipe them away,
Die and wait til moon next day.
Those summers ago,
I would have died,
One thousand more times
Just to feel your gentle breath
Caress my neck again
As we lay beneath the stars that eye,
Being ancient lovers.
I like a lot this poem because you managed to describe the same feelings I had in certain moments of my life!Congratulations,you have done a great work!Keep up the good job!Take good care of u!Best regrds,Michelle XxX