What does the night hold?
Written 11/3/09
Violence and lust
play with thy heart,
A quiet riot,
that pulls me apart,
Your eyes...
never leaving mine,
Your lips,
make me feel Divine...
Never a silent night,
never a pleasant dream,
but yet I find joy,
when I hear myself scream,
I am your lust,
You are my violence,
and what passes between us,
Kills the nights silence.
Hello there,
Not the best thing I have ever written but I was thinking of him again. Cant help it. He makes my heart pound, my ground shake....and my heart break. Oh, how I miss him.
I shall remember the good and forget the bad,
Best wishes,
*Miss Nightmare*