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RE: Vampires - Dark Angel - 01-11-2009 04:31 Emma be my name, the poisoned star that fell to earth, and blistered free of shame, in the pits of self rebirth, i rose from hell again, now those caves become a garret, overseeing endless barracks, as the waters turn to claret, and the holy satins burn! RE: Vampires - Carl13 - 01-11-2009 11:16 RE: Vampires - jerry69 - 02-11-2009 03:37 RE: Vampires - Dark Angel - 02-11-2009 17:10 RE: Vampires - Dark Angel - 02-11-2009 17:28 Come to me Black Goddess arise Yield to my embrace Kneel before me vengeful eyes Surrender to my grace RE: Vampires - stevesworld - 03-11-2009 04:17 RE: Vampires - Dark Angel - 04-11-2009 06:00 As it is written, damn it, so let it be wrong, from throats of those in overthrow, the past at last has come. A savage bite without respite, pervades the freezing air, this winter chill, grist for his mill, if tears of joy will blear elsewhere, and church bells drown in the cracks of doom, the storms above as hew, as lightning runs like bifurcate tongues, deflowering two by two... RE: Vampires - brummie - 04-11-2009 18:29 RE: Vampires - Dark Angel - 05-11-2009 08:55 It's true that hell hath no furies, like a woman scorned by life, when the Heavenly Judge and juries, participate to chain this wife, with forced virtues, my secret needs, drew on her foreign blood, on cold wet nights, with storm wrecked bites, she gave me Eden after the flood. RE: Vampires - Dark Angel - 05-11-2009 17:37 Thirst Dinning thunder of your heartbeat Pulsing here beneath my lips Telegraphs along the length Of veins from neck to fingertips. Heart that calls, I cannot answer Trapped so deep in sleep's embrace. Your incessant measured knocking Cannot stir me from my place. Torturer! Have you no mercy? Cease, now! Let me sleep the day! No, the tolling instrument Of torment timpanist must play. Siren, must you lure me further? You invade my every dream. Raging rush of carmine liquid Drowns me, parched, within its stream. How to bid him cease his thunder? Stop him? You will cease to be. That, unless you join the blood-dance Tooth to neck, both you and me. Dare I do it? Would you join me Thirsting through eternity? But what difference? After yours Another heart would beat for me. Still, the blood-dance never ceases; Drummers leave, the dance remains. Hearts will cease; the drummer drumming Slack his pace and stop--in vain. Dinner-gong! Do you not know You call me from my silent bed? Every evening, never ceasing, I must hasten to be fed. Caution drives me to another Lest your earthly clock I stop; Drain the cup and crush the bottle Savoring each velvet drop. Nay! Stop beating quite so loudly! Torturer! I'll not thus doom Another victim to my sentence Roaming in eternal gloom. Quickly! Lest the madness take me, Flee from me, I thee implore. I will seek another's treasure, Plundering its liquid store. Do not seek me out in daylight; Do not seek me out at night. I will hunt another lover For my thirst and my delight. Someday we may meet at dusk, Or, maybe we will meet at dawn; But now to save you from my fate, My love, I fear I must move on. by Petru Alecsandri |