Lost in the shadowed mutter of waxed trees,
Senses open the corrupt gate of impurity...

Mars succumbs to the diversion of Earth
Consequently, bringing forth a parturient nurturer...

Without fire, I feel cold and damp -
Something I haven't felt in a lifetime...

Hide
Black cloth adorns terrified coverings...

The paroxysm ameliorates somnolence
In the state of imperative fornication...

Pull the trigger and walk away
Wash the jealousy deep in the drippings...

She portrays tranquil perfection -
An honor few blindly grasp...

Regret
It lay within the fallen sheets...

Watching lives flourish outside a silent, foolish...
Haunted by the beauty, stricken with the gain of...

A moon's arm bares the satisfaction of warm cloth
Within the betrayel of lifted eyes...

Extend the tragedy and base it in harmony;
Lay engulfed by the freedom of a tender embrace...

Winter cringes to the souind of rotting admiration
As the breeze of your wind fails to quench...