My Green-Eyed MistressShe lulled me, pulled me,Speaking in the old language:“Why doest thou summon?”She needs her coffeeTo start her up some mornings,Aside from my touch.Poe graces her lipsWhen she is sullen or dark.”Nevermore,” means tears.The way her hips look-Round, curvaceous, and sultry-In that tight red dress…The smell of honey,Patchouli, and dragon fruitSignals her presence.A kind, heart-shaped faceAnd heart-shaped lips that call forMy gentle caress.Do I ask too much?She is at my fingertips,Edge of my conscious.
El Echizo Capitulo 5El Echizo Capitulo 5Gumball PovJack -Okey ustede sientense con Demoniaco,Angel,Aron i Finn i jo tenemos un asunto pendienteEsos dos se fueron i nos dejaron alli con esos tres Aron era un vampiro castaņo i ropa informal Demoniaco era un demonio de cola de pica i Angel ya se lo imaginan i nos sentamos i de repente un el telon se habre i sale un presenetador que dicePresentador -Buenas noches damas i caballeros les presento ha las estrellas de este cavaretDe repente todo el mundo comienza aplaudir como locos i comiensan a decir "Que salgan,Que salgan",De repente Fionna con una vestido negro que le llegaba hasta la as rodillas con una
PetalsDoes she love me?I ask the heavy petals.Soon they'll all be plucked.She loves me not?I ask the heavy petals.Too soon, they've been plucked.Does she love me?I ask the heavy petals.Well pluck if I know.She loves me not?I ask the heavy petals.But they've all been plucked.So she loves me?I ask the fallen petals.But they don't respond.
I Bleed For YouI'm bleeding for youdying in need for your touch your lips revive me.
Tears On My PillowAll the sad sad poetry I used to write,tear stained paper crying in my pillow, wishing tomorrow would never come, and then I heard the phone begin to ring, but I couldn't bear to answer, I let it ring, and I let it ring, until I heard your voice and at first I could not believe, it all must be some cruel joke, but I couldn't pick the phone up fast enough,with my heart in my throat, and all the things that happened,all the pain that was felt,it seemed to disappear you told me this wasn't over yet,there was still hope for us, and I let myself go, let myself go, fell right back into your arms again, you promised this time to
Your Heart's TundraYour lost winter eyespenetrate into my soul give me frozen death
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