It's blacking out your eyes
Something very mystical...
As i dance to the fire
my heart goes wild...
This is my very first poem I have ever written.
Climbing out of hell...
In a virgin forest,
Where no man has been...
And thus were the characters poised in this tale...
The Magus, the Lady, her Lord, and fell...
The rain drops splattering while it rains
Each one drumming on the window panes...
Let us walk down to the river side,
Come along now my tear-stained bride...
Imagine me there as you close your eyes
I’m gliding my hand between your thighs...
Hush now little pony,
Don't you cry or fret...
Above, and beyond the worlds last end,
There is a place, abandoned, for souls to send...
Sleeping in the middle of a memorial park
Flummoxed by my clay which seems so dark...
I really didn't like how this turned out... I'll...