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Die for me

Posted to Poetry

you said I could ask anything,
you would belong too me...

now I ask you to die
Why is that so hard then?
Your blood upon my white wall
the albino kitchen

Is this a surprise...
I love you 'till death
every syllable was a promise,
every kiss with venom-wetted lips.

Dark lands have we travelled,
here in my bed,
the sandy deserts of passion
giving in to the tropic waves
of power and intimacy

I feel so down,
another promise broken
favor me, twist the knife
and turn the wound
while I rejoice, lighted
by ultraviolet rays of heaven,
now you are my one and only angel.