Skeletal hands Clutch They yearn to hold To clasp close That delicate Mortality
Where will they touch you? What will they hold? Caress your heart To still its beat? Perhaps your lungs And steal your breath? Or your mind And rot your thoughts away?
These skeletal hands Yearn to grip you As they will Always grip us all
They want to feel the warmth Again Of life and love And when they touch A soul They steal it all away Until only Darkness Remains
unbutton your shirt kiss your beautiful skin pull away heart racing within cheeks burning red lustful thought in my head as i pull you down into bed i kiss your neck trace your shoulders your lips begin to smolder i kiss you hard with no regard for the flames of a blood lust heart break
There is beauty everywhere I go Waiting to be brought to the spotlight These simple grains of dirt falling from my hand The crunching of leaves in the fall The blooming of flowers in the spring The beautiful white snow covering the ground in purity The loving rain coming in drops kissing the ground The simple strokes of an artist's paint brush The string of words from the poet's heart flowing like the wind The crashing of the sea against the rocks The descent of the sun saying farewell The ascent of the moon lighting up the dark night The twinkling stars brightening the lonely black canvas The holes carved into a person's cheeks when they smile The little wrinkles that forms around a stranger's eyes As they throw their head back hysterically There is beauty in everything and everyone You just got to shine some light on it Including you, my darling.