Dark Foreplay

I danced in graveyards
with a vampire till dawn
I bit her down into her neck
her body quivered beneath me
the smallest moan escaped her lips
as she laid here tied across me

The chains sang and rattled
as she was shaking in bondage
the blood was sliding over her
the scent of an aphrodisiac
Pulling back her from her hair
the spike of my piercing glittered in the dark

The whip slid over her lacy blouse
across her stomach and up her arms
sometimes cracking into her skin
leaving marks all along her palms

I ran my tongue over every wound
savoring the blood on my lips
she sighed to tempt me to do some more
as she shuddered at the touch of my lips

She pulled against the fur cuff and chains
the bond connecting her to the forbidden
the metal studs on my leather belt rip across her
with all the pain, her body treasure

I kissed her and bit her rosy lips
The blood lining between the kiss
My hands and nails scratching her neck
and my tongue penetrating her mouth

Held her down so to be still
the spikes on my black bracelet shined
raising my leather boots into her vagina
ecstasy and pain transforming together

Smelling her personal scent and odor
her black nail polished fingers caressing me
the chair was covered with sexual fluids
and lust was booming in the night air

But I wasn't sexually satisfied yet
thinking of evil ways to start again
start the vortex of dark sexual energy
till I get transcendentally peaked

After the third orgasm she is begging
to stop abusing her and taking her
temptation is full in her eyes
And I want to eat her genitalia

running the knife unto her cleavage
blood droplets going down and under
squeezing and draining her energy
in a pleasurable sadism of the soul

She is totally drained and missing
the sun is coming up after minutes
I can't seem to let her leave , I cant let her go
I'm not full yet, only half way satisfied

In your eyes I see myself fading
As I saw our dark future together
As the sun is burning me now
Funny how your pour the red wine.

Spark

Met You on Halloween's
disguised and shadowed
wouldn't recognize ourselves
coincidentally in grace
spent time and got close in a flash
as if you knew me from too long
two weeks of acidic misery
insomniac nights and weak pity
every feeling that i got
and everything i felt
I still haven't loved you yet
Wouldn't think that I will find you
Your smile is engraved in my memory
Kept holding onto you
Butterflies and adrenaline in my veins
desensitized and mesmerized
by your auric field and presence
sparks burning in the air
your eyes penetrating mine
I can see right into you
intense energy swirling around me
passionate dreams of lusty embrace
sensing your moods smelling your scent right

Eleven Minutes

Lying down on my stomach, reading my book, topless and wearing my shades, sun is blazing against my bronze skin; sweat is dripping from my head. Reading the magnetic lines of the book that is touching my very soul making me feel shivery and cold inside despite all the hotness and heat of the sun at noon. It activated something inside of me. Of which I cannot get to put my hands on it yet, but it feels like an awakening. As I was in the last 10 pages of the book, its ending touched me intensely as strong as the whole novel, the writing style, the twists, the imagery, the feelings and the plot is very deep and is pure. It made me think about the subject at hand according to my life not the novel’s subject which is apparent on the surface to superficial readers which is prostitution, while the deeper subject or meaning behind this novel is sacred sex or the sacred essence of creation, which is love. Eleven Minutes is a piece of art. True love is very deep and has to do with the souls not bodies or minds, its related to fate rather than coincidence and human plans. it is very strong that it can survive time, and it can change people to the better, make them more adaptable, and sensitive, full of ‘light’. I don’t know if I found my soul mate yet or not, and I don’t know if I had mine and lost it a long time ago, maybe there are many soul mates for everyone for every stage in their life, or maybe there is only one in a life time. I don’t think I will be looking anymore for butterflies, palm sweat, teenage hormones, or reckless mistakes and foggy future.

Death Verse For Cutie

He says It as it is
Like a Bitch
He gebiddan in silver
Walks in vanity
Black rose and letters
Phone sex and feathers
Pink fur, moon is blue
Sun is rising and he is finding
Choosing the riht poison
Cold outside, raining blood
His wish for you
always comes true
He controls you
Apocalypse on 1908
Hardships and mustard
thirty second to kill
before you kiss him
It consumeth
He gives thee hell
In hate with you
Orgasmic death foretell
Its not fair to you
But he is still praying
that there is no god
Save me
Graveyards and emptiness
Only Destruction and innocence
Sexism and Loneliness
Fire blew cold
Dimension of obsessions
It's not eower time
Red choir singing eower name
In a church where anti-christ reigns
Everything in waxed fear
Destroy everything he touch
The thrill of frenzy and fury
He can corrupt eow
make it rain
In a heartbeat
Take the fall
He smileth with pity
before he ends your life
Fallen engel cries
Tears of blod unto thyself
Maketh him glorious
Renaissance is hidden
we are not alone here
Just dead men
I love myself
And it's not a sin
Just a death rose for cutie

Euphoric Intoxication

The fog was cold and Grey
Things were frozen and still
Hands of time were flying
Electricity charged atmosphere
You can smell the euphoria in air
From a mile away it is noticeable
The scent of addiction and intensity
Her voice rang into my bones
Music was excruciatingly sedative
I was feeling high on air
That was full of her personal scent
Eyes hypnotically black and harem
Falling into the depth of the forbidden
Glamorous, Sweetness and sweating
Bullets falls slowly on my palms smoothly
My hear beats like a hammer to my chest
Whenever I hear her voice, its enchanted.
seduced by this magic, under her spell
Addictive, new, attractive, melodic
Like alcohol, when it spreads
through my veins and my blood
When I see her, It intoxicates me
My favorite brand, I can't seem to quit
Got me under your spell, that's true.
I was immune, no one but you got me
I'm Vulnerable, You're my addiction

Fashion

When all my day seemed dark, gloomy and sad

I tried to escape away the darkness

I tried to rise above this

When everyone slashed my heart with knives so cold

I tried to put it back together by sewing the edges

I tried to stitch it by threads made of light

When I found myself falling in the darkest pits of hell

I fought every dark cloud and every single chain

I fought impulses that would make me raged

When I looked at people’s eyes so fake

I tried to heal my broken heart with light so vague

I tried to fight every stone that pressed against my chest

Every time I fight some cruel thoughts of destruction

I realize that my life is not worth living

I realize that death is easy and serene

I see beneath my complex greediness

After I know that my outer layer is flashy and new

It just makes me feel impeccable

Whenever I have a bad day

Shopping is always at a bay

Makes my worries goes away

Makes me feel good not awry

Fashion is good for the soul

Not for superficial motives

But a cure for your blues

Prologue

My love-life has been in ups and downs lately, but not after the last week – everything is not gonna be the same again.



“Well I'm, I'm Mr. Lonely
I'm Mr. Caught up in between
Well you, my only sunshine
My good and bad times
It isn't fair
Yeah, I'm in love
And I'm at war
Inside my head I'm
Just not quite sure
I'm not quite sure yet

Is this the one?
That I've been waiting for all my life
Could this be the one?
That I've been lookin for all my life
Could this be the one?

Black smoke pours out your lips
And I breathe it in
I breathe you in
My beautiful girl,
My beautiful sin” - The Calling – The One (Bonus Track)

Prologue

I always wondered when I am going to be in a forever lasting relationship, for eternity. Yes its old fashioned, and that’s the kind of relationship I am looking for, the one the partners will be together till truly death do them apart. Colored by Loyalty, Passion, Sacrifices, Caring, Protectiveness, Understanding, Happiness, Compassion, Harmony, A small dose of Drama, A bigger dose of Jealousy, Honesty, Mystery, Lust, and more Loyalty.
Yes one may think that what I want is something perfect, which truly what I want, I’m a perfectionist, so it is natural to be having a high standards for a relationship.

I always wanted..…

Someone who would make my heart beats faster when I hear their voice on telephone

Someone whom I will be nervous when I am around them or when I am going to see them

Someone, I would choose my words precisely and weight them before I speak for fear of saying something imperfect

Someone I would care and protect them in return

Someone who can take my worries, pain, and depression by just saying a sincere compliment

Someone I can show off my friends, be proud, and make them feel envious

Someone who will support my every mistake and stand by my misfortunes

Someone who knows everything about me and will proceed to know more

Someone who is fun yet downright sophisticated

Someone whom I can wipe away their tears and shield them behind my back

Someone I can look into their eyes and say that I love them without getting bored of saying it

Someone I can hold their hands every time for years and still feel the electricity it triggers between us

Someone I would shiver when I hear someone calls their name

Someone I would start a fight defending them

Someone whom when they look at me, leave me breathless

Someone I would stay up all night waiting for them to come online

Someone whom I will be willing to change for

Someone when they surprise me, will leave me speechless

Someone who will make me feel excited just by smiling

Someone who will make my heart pounce just by doing something silly as liking a photo of mine on Facebook

Someone who will not get bored of my clinginess or my constant phone calls

Someone who will tolerate my jealousy and would erase my suspicion

Someone who will keep an eye for me only, even in the presence of other good looking guys

Someone who will know my tinniest details, like what my favorite drink is, or what my favorite couch at my home is, or my favorite type of chocolate

Someone who is a wild romantic at heart to the point of being cheesy

Someone who would make me feel my Adrenaline rush, when they are away

Someone who will give me rupturing butterflies in my stomach when we touch

Someone I can cuddle and hug them when they are sad, afraid, or alone

Someone who will care to watch my favorite TV series to catch up with me

Someone who will go through my Blog, Facebook, or my texts from start to end

Someone I will save their messages on a secret folder and don’t get worn off reading them

Someone whom I can forgive even if they triggered my ugliest bad side

Someone who will be able to forgive me at all costs

Someone whom will make me shameless doing crazy stuff with them

Someone whom I will feel confident and brave around them to gain their pleasure

Someone whom is secretive to the grave

Someone who is like my first love

Someone whom I can be their savior

Someone who will want the same

Someone who will care to read this

As you can see I do know what I really want and I do have kind of high standards, and I am that determined to find that one, again.
I don’t think it will be hard to find that kind of person, as I found her before, and I’m sure I can find her again.

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Now I think that am very close to that someone, the last week I knew that someone could fulfill many things of the above.
So am hoping that this time will be right and true, successful.
If it is not, it’s just enough to make me happy till the end and continue searching again.
And Nothing Will Ever Be The Same Again.