Pierre Pabstel Poems

Your soft skin
Your soft lips
Pressed against mine
My hands on your hips
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Oh Great Muse
Great Spirit of lyric poetry
Help me write
For my beloved, so lovely
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Note: Thx Khaldun Atum for showing me the acrostic poem.

Death is part of life
Is an indefinite state
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Searching the night
My teeth glinting
Murder in my soul
With the bright moon glowing
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I walk out your door
In the night air
I run a blood dripping hand
Through my short hair
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You seem
Just too far away
I can't reach you
When I need you today
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I slide down the wall
Life fades to black
To get my sleep
Regain the energy I lack
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With a dagger in hand
Dripping blood, your life
Your body in the corner
Your family's strife
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Lying on the grass
My blood flows away
With you at my side
I will die today
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With my knife in your chest
And your blood on the floor
On my hands, on the walls
Your life is no more
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