Crimson Love Poems

All that is of Yesterday,
remains a past,
that's not today,
you look towards,
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Through the blaze of heated sex,
every wrong touch, is so right,
filthy whispers caress eardrums,
as moans engage much more,
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Asthenic Skin covers,
the most fragile heart,
Scarred beyond,
simple cuts,
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Morbid manifestations,
of my thoughts of mercy,
have become the very hands,
willing to spill love.
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Lips sigh life onto humble tongues,
the virtues you regret,
have only lost you.
I touch the poisoned lips of tainted lust,
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Remember those kisses,
that felt like exploding stars,
and fireworks;
the ones that felt like every childhood story,
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I've wasted your time,
now your time doth waste me,
I often deem my hate for you,
upon mundane fears of losing sight.
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My eyes are eclipsed,
Partial darkness has rested within my eyes,
I see remnants of flecks of glorious light,
Yet darkness hath shrouded such weakness,
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The years of tears,
I was so unwilling to let go of,
Have finally flooded the gates of Crimson,
I know not the cause or the reason,
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</> can you see that I love you?
Need I spell it upon the flesh love has singed?
My blood fills this pen, my ink shall be crimson,
I will write my bloody words of love forever,
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