As I hold my lover's bleeding heart in my hands,
The rivers of red flow as far as my elbow goes.
There is no escape from heartache,
Your soul was mine to take.
Dear lover,
I bet you didn't discover
My darker side
Whilst you stood beside me
You understood the timing of our passion
Right when I have turned this home to ashes
Now I shed tears as you bleed in my arms
Love brings nothing but harm
To those who stand against it
We are facing our fears
I have commited arson with fierce when you were next to me
Now that you're gone,
There is no sex in me
Forgive me father for I have sinned
The lustful taste of my lover dripping from my mouth
It's all I have left of him in this empty house
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Author:
Vanessa Foster (Pseudonym) (
Offline)
- Published: February 27th, 2022 08:51
- Comment from author about the poem: The aesthetic of dating an emotionally unavailable Venusian Scorpio
- Category: Gothic
- Views: 14
Comments1
What a fine introduction to your poetry .. this was very much enjoyed ..
and I look forward to reading more of you ... All Good Things, Neville 🙂
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