after there are regrets

[AmmutTheDevourer]

Awaken with the bitter taste of sex upon my lips
Asleep you still lay quiet dreams upon your brow
Disgusted am I for my love for you
Not mine but bound I am to your soul
Listen to the still painfulness of the air
Fallen, dead and alone no meaning astir
Turn around to stare but no one is there
Orange colored thoughts of raging passion
Sour sweet kiss that I do not speak
Turn your cheek and deny me you must
Touch so bitter and slow but so hasteful and quick
Trickery of thoughts a game of true folly
My love now listen, for you are but lost
Secrets unspoken do sew your lips
Blindfolded you are with red confusion
Asleep I do lay forgotten for now

 

[xsepetiontotherule]

i really like this poem but i sense a little regret.... ha ha. Not teasing i think brian was right.

 

[AmmutTheDevourer]

I sense that you both do not really understand what I am trying to say..... lol. Love is but nothing in this poem
oh yeah i think bryan is right as well
[ 24 September 2002: Message edited by: AmmutTheDevourer ]

 

[xsepetiontotherule]

Brian brian brian brian brian brian fuck u buddy