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I can hear you
Calling from behind the veil

A mistress, Faustian with her love
What secret pacts in the night
Have led me to her trove?

Frozen hours embraced to her heart
Slowly beating on my face
As we hold to the dark

Blood soaked fingers urge me further
Come hither, my sweet
Into blissful oblivion
The grinder for the meat
A bed of thorns and moistened treat
Leaving mindless thralls
In a blissful oblivion
Answering the call

I can smell your
Perfume from behind the veil

Scent of roses, tainted with decay
Simmers with her burning leaves
To fade out the day

Those pouty lips tastes like wicked sin
Seeped in emerald absinthe
With a naughty grin

Her silhouette against the wall
Surrounded by dusk
Inside wishful oblivion
And wrapped tightly in rust
Insanity beneath the husk
Casually dead
Inside wishful oblivion
All betwixt her legs

I can hear the darkness calling
Black candles becoming unglued
Incense burning sweetly
Cloying dark red wine
For me and you

I can see you
Moaning from behind the veil

Tight leather is stretched across pale skin
That's tattered with tattoo scars
Madness to the brim

Lunatics and fanciful tales
Medical delirium
Dementia, burning Hell

My silhouette against the wall
Surrounded by white
Inside twisted oblivion
Wishing for the cold night
And her secret visit delights
Splendidly dead
Inside twisted oblivion
All within my head

I can hear the darkness calling
Black candles becoming unglued
Incense burning sweetly
Cloying dark red wine
For me and you

(c) 2015 Frank Green


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