"Dead people - nice people, they don't bother anybody"
Sleeping with the Death
I smell my own fear
I taste my own breath
Death,
Who are you?
Why are your so sweet?
Do you want me to feel you?
Yes, I can do it,
I can feel you
On my skin
In my heart
Ripping my mind apart
You slowly drink my soul
Like the most expensive wine
Taste me
Until I am alive.
Sleeping Death
Like sleeping Beauty
Wait for me to kiss you
So badly
Your kiss is slowly,
Passionately, lustfuly
You lick my lips
And bite them sweetly
Play with my tongue
You grin, you moan
You hungrily suck my soul.
I’m frozen
Angelical demon
I lose the battle
Dominate me
The Queen of the castle
Your hands around my neck
I’m stuck,
Oh heck!
They’re like a cage
Waking up my sleeping rage
You are the Beauty
Who tames me
The brutal beast
My human side is deceased
I can’t break the chains
Your kiss is rushing through my veins
I like the feeling
My last moment’s coming
I want you badly
I need you killing Beauty
Make love with me
Sleeping Death
I give up
Posess me
Take my pain away
Give me deadly pleasure
Make me scream
In my real dream
Let me feel the extasy
Make me live a fantasy
Now you’re naked
Next to me in my bed
The sheets cover our bodies
You’re awake but I’m still sleeping
Like an angel
But I’m not breathing
Your evil smile
Spread across your face
You are the winner
You won the race
Your job is done
My body’s here
My soul is gone.
YOU ARE READING
Smoke me, feel me, release me
PoetryRelease my pain smoke my dreams away... let me feel it deep inside, your lustful taste of lips... © Donyas, 2012-2013