You are inked deeply within me A tattoo of text Barbed wire and buttercups All around my heart

In her heart of hearts A metronome swings A little out of time She has forsaken her voice And forgotten all the words To songs about love #MelancholyVerse

..and yet The light touch Of your lips Upon mine Felt not you

#horrorprompt no. 234: stuffing

How the rain washed away hearts drawn in the sand #hangtenstories 720

A trophy for me I see For he wasn't so smart When he cried for help As the clever did separate his face So I look and smile At his denial And the lost twinkle in his eyes Poor chap So here he stays For rainy days As my pleasure Grows like a flower Sweet scent of desire

The little girl Stood Darkness falling She wasn't good When she was hurting Like explosive liquid About to detonate She'd spill forth Beings of death Birthing them from her heart For a moment brought to life Breathing in her atmosphere Then Finally Death to Her world they brought

"They play the bones for a captive crowd with not a care that it is too loud for the dead care not what the bones do play for the spirits fade away at break of day." "Dirge Of The Dead" by SDMcGuire for Salem

Silently picking at the stuffing that held her together As the lights dimmed in shame Shadows looked away For at his feet did lay Remnants of a love they shared Tattered heart now strewn upon cold floor The crack of thunder Sounding out a death kiss #horrorprompt no 234

It stayed with him the routine of arranging his best killing bag #Storyin12

I watch her soft breasts rise and fall gently With each sleeping breath Laying beside my whole world Caressing each curve of her being I place gentle kisses upon skin That's bathed in honey and rose Thanking my heart for beating Her name against my chest Serenity lays here always

hiding behind the moon sharing my face with the darkness #writing #amwriting

It was This obsession I had Chasing storm clouds.. Addicted to the danger Of lightning licking at my skin.. Darkness in front of me And the sunshine on my back.. I felt alive.. Seeing the world through Aftermath eyes My toes digging soft Into earth wet and shimmering In repose..

I will never grow weary of this.. Waking under a canopy of evergreen.. Jocund breeze chasing away the heaviness of night.. Torn daisy petals in my hair and your wildling scent lingering on my skin.. #poetry