24/10/2011

NECROPHILIA WATER

 Goddess forgive me,

If the agony crash me under your spell,

It was the impulsion of the lover!

No killer ever loved you,

Your purple eyes staring back at the water,

The river was playing your requiem,

The back of my hand,

Gently stroking your hair,

Black, Cleopatra shinning,

No queens or kings could rob such jewels!



I came close to your ear,

Whispering the three magic words,

You simply turned toward me,

And let me a strawberry kiss,

And before I knew,

You simply were staring back at the stream.

I took hold of the rock,

And silence grabs my hand,

The stone was dripping of blood,

Along with my arms shirt,

Her skull crack, her face half down the grass.



Your eyes open, I took my porcelain doll,

To the place we saw often play,

Today it shall be our secret bed,

So petite, so tiny, my precious!

A couch made of dead flowers,

We both, bodies lay in dried roses,

Evening heavens tainted by shooting stars,

This is a perfect daylight,

The last nocturnal summer curtain,

Her dress made of silk, came out like a glove,

I placed my lips upon her mouth,

To sealed our cold alliance,

“We”, now shall be for eternity one!



Two bodies naked, the love we shall never made,

Shall be the most striking.

My goddess slowly turning to marble,

I press my warm flesh upon the stone,

Blue turn your lips seem to spell the right verse,

But mortis stiff have other strategies,

I can see my reflection in the glazing of your purple eyes,

Night have already falls,

And I remember the promise you asked me,

I discharge the small amount of clothes on me,

Dispose them in the fury of the water,

Bend over to pick up my delicate doll,

And both naked, glue together,

My grey torture visions catch the water moonlight,

It is time, whisper three thousands time the second,

To travel to the ocean,

There was a loud splash and tiny noises,

As one, we both drifted under the river bed,

Breathing water, necrophilia lullaby!





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