Dark Poetry ~ Nightdream Horror Show
Burned cold, by love’s caustic touch. Grasping for a moment’s serenity; I was wishing for too much. Patiently pondering night’s cold; ghost of strangers never really there. Anticipatory gleam, mouth’s sorrowed slit. Wilting away, joyous memories, bitter cold shit. Groping for hope… Nightdream wonderer, still considering you. Minutes caressing, moments undressing, meandering finding, only charred […]