S R Q P O N M LSubtly reflecting silver eyes, steel stony cold,
Seraphim hands shine slight and slender,
Sonorously sounding, a seranade of old.
Raptured and wrenching, wrought I slowly writhe,
Rotting, remorsing, to rock and dirt readily to render,
Revived I run, wracking my nerves, returning, I am alive.
Quaint and quirky, quivering, body quaking to the core,
Quiet wishes, quarrelling, a quandary, a splendor,
Quitting, accquitted, quite cautiously quelled before.
Perverse, these putrid, puny pestilences, prodding,
Pushing, pulling, preening me, my vice, plurality's pretender.
Pithy, I pull back, pained for pleasures pleasant plotting.
Obesquious, opaque, obvious yet object to be obstructed,
Ominously straining, obsidian elation, opal and oliander,
Omnipotent I stand in order, only in our minds instructed.
Nervously nonchalant I nod the nighttime, knowing,
Nihilistic knowledge parting nonconformists, null, nin
A Love letter 4 - Pied PiperThese english streets, lined with rubbish
I stand walking through the rain
None can see my eyes, my features
no one knows if I smile, or am in pain
I play blindly, they blindly follow
my sleight of hand, je suis pierrot...
My cap I tip, to you my dear,
then in the evening we'll retire,
My song, you'll follow, in want to, or not,
As i'm known as the Pied piper
Playing flute to woo, to win, I swap my card,
pierrot, villain, courtesan, and bard...
A Love Letter- 3 - Black Widow
Sneaking in a silent creep, he draws his fangs across her skin
Subtle words are whispered now, his venom striking</i> to her core
Wreaking passion against her heart and bringing to her soul, a sin
Intwined in delicate webs, brought to light in the morn,
His corpse is lying, bleached in death,
And she smiles, one tear shed,
For the passion gained and the love of hers now dead.
A Love Letter- 2
I look at those eyes,
Emerald drops so fanaticizing
They challenge me to look, to stay
And when I do my fear makes me look away.
I want to look, and want to see
And want to have them look at me
They've seen me broken
And given my shame note and token
They've seen me emboldened
And seen the life flash in mine without end
Theyve seen my fear, and hate
Theyve fought my mind in fierce debate
I've seen only bits
Milk white skin, painted on, subliminating
It draws me near, takes me into your bosom, and like a dagger, hits
My heart, pins me to a wall of ecstasy
This single allowed glance at thee
It was meant I know to make one swoon
Your god-given shroud, a reflection of the moon
And as the moon it cant be reached
Your soul, for me, cannot be breached
But where it not for these carnal lusts
That at once erased your willing trusts
Yes maybe it would easier
And your eyes for me would hold no f
A love Letter- 1
Were I in his shoes, and not right now in yours,
you understand that I would try, to calm your tumultuous shores...
I'd wish no more than to be with you, to see your lovely smile..
But my emerald love, angelic to your core, can't help but disregard me, which makes me want her more.
I could promise you so much, but I'm too human to understand,
If I would really follow through, were you to give me your lovely hand.
I wish you'd look to me (No, I wish you'd look not at another)
but I know your words to me, untrusting, to an extent, or other...
I've lost myself in ecstasy, and my eye it often wanders,
If I could have a love with me, who means the words she speaks
I'd not need to fill my life, with those lewd and lingering wonders.
I cannot say to you, me dear, that I would be the better. This, of course, would be a lie.
Because I'm H-U-M-A-N to the letter.