about
|| info
|| writings || photography ||
credits || host ||
journal || current ||
archives || |
A
poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
|
Je Reve De Toi
Blistering heat~ Blood flows over glistening fangs I feel your need Deep in my bones~ Burnt offerings in my hand Darkness gleams in your wine A kiss of shadow upon my brow The twilight caresses an unbroken vow~ Ma petit, you live in blood You kiss the danger Strangle the guilt Return to your master He who awaits Drive from him the sorrow in his eyes His hunger you must sate~ ~Je reve de toi~ raw || truth |