Is what it's like with her.....



The morn, before her lay many shadows hidden,
Through rays of light on each forsaken soul,
Bruised, sporting cuts, and flesh habitually bitten,
Covered in sweat laden hair over eyes of coal,

Reveal to me why your heart is blind,
Benumbed my own as our scratches bled,
As if we were one effigy of an empty mind,
Or a rotten corpse on which her maggots fed,

Sex with a dead person is what it’s like with her.
Sex with a dead person is all that I feel with her.

But you my petal soft girl still hurt like a blister,
Forerver haunt my nights like the planet venus,
Who hangs proudly as the moon’s little sister,
With yearning lips forever ‘round my penis,
Lips around my penis,
Lips around my penis.





Thank you.
[Edited 8/5/05 16:52pm]

It's called necrophilia sweetie.

i like it, 'cept for your trademark lines.

evenstar3 said:

Good grief you're a pretty girl!

Add it to the canon. That shit is TIGHT!

Fauxie said:

ImagoMind777 said:

Fauxie said:

Your use of emoticons in of and of itself is more poetic than any of the garbage I've come up with.

Cold Ethyl

Rhastus said: