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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Lovers' Feast...
[time] => 2004-09-29 15:32:23
[hometext] => Don't ask where this came from... I'm insane, just say it already! lol... Bon Apetit! Comments very appreciated, thank you!
[bodytext] => Beautiful lover, Precious song that caresses the soul, How utterly blissful this kiss... Your sweet tongue dancing rhythmically with mine, Making me long for more when we part... A whisper of love, a sigh of pleasure... I am enveloped wholly with your passion for me, Everything around us has vanished, Leaving only you... Deliciously perfect, scrumptiously arousing you... I kiss those lips, Yearning so desperately to have a taste... I take a bite, gnashing on your candy-sweet tongue, Gnawing on your satin lips... Savoring the essence that flows into my mouth... Delicious lover, my decieving little lamb, You gave your rosy lips and body to someone else... Have you forgotten, that you are mine? Always and forever? Your cheeks, your raven hair, your sturdy body, Every precious part of you is mine... A muffled cry, a pathetic scream... My luscious angel, let me devour every single pain away... Let me cure you with my comforting kiss... Your eyes are wide, apprehension written all over you... Why do you fear me, my little wolf in sheeps clothing? Do you think I like to gaze at you while you slumber? Wondering every night, every waking hour, how you'd taste? Ah, mon douce amoureux, you know me too well... Am I truly that obvious? Haha, I guess I am, by the petrified look on your once-perfect complexion, Blood-spattered, trembling, worse fears come true... I shudder with sheer ecstacy, Licking away your taintedness, Savoring each bittersweet drop... Just hevaenly, this feast! I can see, feel, TASTE your disgust, your pungent fear with every lap of my malignant tongue... Beneath the cool blanket of Night, You sing a disturbed song... A harmonious Melodie of shrilling screams... Echoing through my empty body, Mingling in the hushed winds... "Help! Oh God, someone please HELP!!" I laugh at your pathetic attempts, Mocking you, teasing, torturing you ever so slowly... "No one will hear you, cheri amoureux... You are mine." You shrieked what sounded like a "No!", But without your honey tongue, I cannot decipher your message... No matter, I greatly enjoyed devouring it... Large tears formed and descended from your infinite eyes, Evoking inside of me a sudden urge to drink them away... You have surrendered to me, Longing so recklessly to die, Rather than staying alive, Under my ravenous hunger, my greedy lust... "P'ease... P'ease 'on't oo 'is... Ay 'ove 'ou... P'ease, 'ow 'ercy..." I am perplexed by your worthless message, ALthough I have an idea of what you were trying to say: "Please... Please don't do this... I love you... Please show mercy..." Mercy? Love? Nay, I shant give you mercy, mon amour... And as for love, there is no love in you, There is nothing in you... You are as empty as I, We are very much alike... Under my Muse's eyes, And the light of Her children, I feast upon your precious flesh, All of your beautiful face... You've been silent for quite some time... Pity, I would've like to have heard your sweet song again... I left only your heart, I can finally claim it my own... I have it in a jar, Observing it wither each day... This passion will never die... I loved you to pieces... [comments] => 4 [counter] => 195 [topic] => 13 [informant] => FleurdeSang [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 21 [ratings] => 5 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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