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Array ( [sid] => 69348 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Blood/Soul/Time/Kiss [time] => 2004-10-29 14:33:35 [hometext] => [bodytext] => He kisses me,
leaving his mark-softly drying on my lips.
Dark eyes - holds me captive
as he drinks my soul into his.
He wants my blood pumping his breath…
Slowly or quickly...closing eyes to an end.

Border night and day and always wanting more,
I look into his eyes
to a world of lust & slightly opened doors.
Lust for my demise...and his perfect compromise.

Always a rainbow colored haze as it plays in my mind.

He has his own blood…
Lots and lots of blood-life taking time in space with straight lines…
So why the does he want mine?

My blood is special and he likes the wavy lines.

Trying to know and predict
is useless like me, slitting my wrists…
Tasting his crooked lips while he drinks my soul into his…
I’d die first without my blood before I stop giving in.

Slippery tingle down my throat,
love tastes good while you tempt me to choke.
Look down at me now as I am breathing you in…
tasting the depth of your dark perfection.
My blood is certain to ease your breath,
Slowly or quickly…it comes to an end.
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BloodSoulTimeKiss

Contributed by Red_October on Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 02:33:35 PM in AEST
Topic: dedicatedpoems



He kisses me,
leaving his mark-softly drying on my lips.
Dark eyes - holds me captive
as he drinks my soul into his.
He wants my blood pumping his breath…
Slowly or quickly...closing eyes to an end.

Border night and day and always wanting more,
I look into his eyes
to a world of lust & slightly opened doors.
Lust for my demise...and his perfect compromise.

Always a rainbow colored haze as it plays in my mind.

He has his own blood…
Lots and lots of blood-life taking time in space with straight lines…
So why the does he want mine?

My blood is special and he likes the wavy lines.

Trying to know and predict
is useless like me, slitting my wrists…
Tasting his crooked lips while he drinks my soul into his…
I’d die first without my blood before I stop giving in.

Slippery tingle down my throat,
love tastes good while you tempt me to choke.
Look down at me now as I am breathing you in…
tasting the depth of your dark perfection.
My blood is certain to ease your breath,
Slowly or quickly…it comes to an end.




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Re: BloodSoulTimeKiss (User Rating: 1 )
by nail-to-the-head on Friday, 29th October 2004 @ 06:24:47 PM AEST
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wow! kool poem, really like that write. keep it up!

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Re: BloodSoulTimeKiss (User Rating: 1 )
by assassinatorgirl on Saturday, 30th October 2004 @ 07:11:19 AM AEST
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that's the best poem i've read in a while! (excluding versifier) great job! it started out all happyish then it got nice an morbid, i LOVE that! great job, this was awesome!


Re: BloodSoulTimeKiss (User Rating: 1 )
by newbabel on Tuesday, 2nd November 2004 @ 09:47:24 PM AEST
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Hey! Why was this one edited?! I want to read the original text!


Re: BloodSoulTimeKiss (User Rating: 1 )
by bonita2689 on Wednesday, 3rd November 2004 @ 11:48:23 AM AEST
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Extremely well written. Lots of emotion! I've fallen in love with this poem




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