Hunted and Lost

Your eyes see me round corners, through bone
I hear your screaming smirk
from miles, taunting me
haunting me.
Exhausted white eyes dart in search
of your pink, insensate face.
I find nothing, you leave no evidence.
Footprints smothered under black ice,
the path we shared is deadly.
Luke-warm tears fall to the mirroring ground,
my image warps into yours
and I let the solid grey stones consume me.

Electric Urges

The truth, restricted by my tongue,
burns behind a white cage of bone.
My bleeding heart is
                                falling
                                         to my stomach
                        throws
as it churns and            my love out as vomit.

My chest now rages with desire
hearing the calls of every primitive male's genitalia.
My conscience contradicts every craving
but is consumed by them.

As my sanity escapes little by little
my mumbled moans awake me.
I heard myself speak my father's names
with pleasure?

I disgust myself.

Grey Uncertainty

I saw the wings that carry me
I heard his angelic heart call.
Will harmonious songs play on forever
or will this fractured perfection fall?

These fabrics are no barrier,
wrapped in guilt I lay.
With my skin he tears my dignity
and my devotion bleeds away.

Three kisses scream through the hours.
My heart now refuses to be mine;
it pounds against its bloody wall
and my conscience screams in time.

His glistening face is welcoming
but I deserve his smile no more.
Consumed by unfathomable desire
I feel love for him yet am torn.

No longer am I your faithful lover,
I am but a twisted girl undercover.
This white morning was my destruction
and this black night, my goodbye.

Morning

She steps down
instantly ensnared by the chilling warmth
of the clear sky.
His icy fingertips claw at her delicate skin
scratching until she bleeds.
The stream of blood may warm her.
She is convinced she needs
the pain he brings
although her conscience screams to her,
'Resist!'

Personal Jesus

In silence
the gentle footsteps draw near.
He is pure.

A strong light,
escorted through my darkest doorways,
painfully illuminates the there hidden sins.
Thou shalt worship only he.

Instantaneously, his image
engraves itself upon my mind.
Forgiven,
my past forgotten
for I have been reborn.

I see myself,
my reflection hath been rekindled.
All my divine doubts
demolished, displaced by thy desires.

I stand.
Our souls touch
as my saviour
lends thou himself,
in each way I request,
in silence.

My love alight
as strong as his?
I rest thy faith at his gentle footsteps.
I shalt not be unfaithful.

When I am to be liberated
from this god-forsaken ground,
I shall be content;
I hath felt his love
and I hath lived for Him.

Blindfolded

She trusts
in his mistakes,
Mistakes
that she alone
descries.

Holler!
In her head
she is screaming
to him.

yet he sees no fault.

Misinterpretations
manifest themselves
into constant anguish...
hand in hand
hear her vexation.

still he sees no fault.

The hidden rationale;

shouldered!

She conceals her tired moans

in resplendent rhymes

ripped from reverie.

And he sees no fault,

until her secrets spill

unto his page.

His heart falters

as he contemplates assault.

Red-Handed

Crashes echo, echo

Echo through the whitened wood.

the intrusion

Crashes through my veins.

Thump, thump...

Salty sweat, seeping

From exhertion,

Swims over goosebumps.

I shiver.

Hands panic!

In search of the blue covers.

Taking cover has exposed us.

Reactionless expressions

Conceal mortification and disgrace

From both parties.

Our worlds hold together

As she questions us, simply

On tonight's dinner.