Take Me.

Heart drenched in wine,
Staring at the bottom of the bottle we call life.
Every last drop is so sinful, yet our bodies crave the ecstasy.
Righteous we are not, yet holy we resound.
We indulge our bodies in sin, so that our soul can feel;
The light of day, the darkness of night, the highs and the lows.

Drunken off our stupidity, and driven by lustuous love.
Clever we remain, and almost we become...
Whole.

We put poison to our lips to forget,
to remember, to remember to forget.
We let is swim through our purple veins, and suck the oxygen
Clear
Out
Of
Them.

But we feel high, we feel a rush.
So why
Stop?

Beauty is in all,
Even sin.
Taste my blood,
The sweetest poison of past and future.
I've captivated you,
Now take me.

Melt

Two hearts sewn together , and strung by an arrow

Strung up so high the stars looked up at them.

They danced in the night , to the tune of a violin...

distant, yet prominent.

They drew closer and closer together.

Their new found sun warmed them, to the point of melting

Together

Into One.

They were tattered from their past lives,

Yet whole.

They danced until the stars sang, and the moon smiled.

Lost in the night, they danced and danced. 

Fallen

She had a blank stare and no one asked her why.
 Her eyes were swollen with tears- but they came from the sky
She couldn't answer at all if you sat and inquired... 
Because only God knows that fallen angels cry for no reason at all,
 when the reason is actually that they had no clue they had fallen *

They see a reflection, and know it's not them
A shell of a body is not Heaven sent.
They sit, while confused, and smeared with a smile
How God has let angels live human for a while

Their souls know the truth, but their minds are uneasy-
Restless, Unhappy, and mostly Upset.

A spark is flickering, and manic they become- but when the night falls
They know that it's done.

One day they'll be back with their loved ones at bay,
 however it'll be a few life times, as they're light years away.
A soul does not live, just once here on earth- 
They start off as Angels, and fall to the dirt.

Freedom

And some of us are too dead to breathe, yet too alive to live.
Minutes are just the count down until our next life. Slowly slipping from one realm to the next.
We are on a continuum of "for better or for worse" and white picket fences.
A plan motorized we lose track of the flicker in our souls .
It's there. Dig deep and feed it oxygen.
Fuel it, frenzy driven.
Just take a lick of liquor and slip into your freedom.

Float

But we're all punished by our past,
And we suffer from that lash
I choke with each defense you give,
For the hand I was dealt & the hand you played.
Each from ghostly past .
Its crimson runs thick, and its salty waves crash in.
But the numbing and shaking- reminds us of sins
Committed, and bestowed.

Drowning in our anxieties...
We float.

Late Night Indulgence

Melting.
Into the Egyptian Cotton, in a place I call home.
Naked.
Still chested, eyes open, bloodshot.
Silence,
Shattered by the memories of my past.
Wasting...
Into a shell,
Already hollow- like the cruel winter breeze.
Melting,
Indulging in sinful thoughts, and into myself.
Shaking, at the thought of your warmth.
Naked,
My skin melts into the warm aura my corpse is radiating.
Silence,
My breathing shallows, on my demand.
Shattered, and weak
From the pleasure she instills.
Wasting my time,
With just a thought of you.

Kiss of Death

Have the birds sung to you lately?
What did they sing?
Was it songs of pure bliss, or a devilish dream?

Were you caught dancing, or dying?
Or suffering in between?
Like the rest of us here in what we perceive as life... in reality is
Purgatory.

Have you danced lately?
Barefoot in the moonlight? Like we used to on warm summer nights?
I dance in my dreams- I hear your laugh,
I almost see...

Have you thought of me lately? Or was I a dream?
A nightmare disguised,
A sin... accordingly to your Holy.

Have you touched my face, and my lips, or gazed at the sky,
Let's be honest now sweetheart,
The stars are my eyes.
So distant and glistening, alluring at best...
But we both know my kiss, is that kiss of sweet
Death.