Lavender you,
Soft brush to caress my lips.
The scent of you,
Poisonous to me,
Softly luring me into false security.
Asleep I fall into your unloving embrace.
Play for me, your Black Guitar,
Scream, as you lighten the load.
Your poison leaves you, makes me feel weak,
As it entres into my veins, filling my brain, heart and soul.
Life has never been the same since we met.
Lying to myself, Yes, now thats a skill,
Pretending I’m over you,
When really my love runs deeper, burns harder still.
How is it that you haunt me?
I’m unwillingly sacrificing my soul to you.
My heart bleeds its deepest regrett,
As we wish we’d never met.
My tounge has tripped me,
My heart has tricked me,
My love has betrayed me,
Yet still you lie,
Deep inside of me.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Deliciously gothic; beautifully dark; decidedly sexy. Jon x