Tattooed Succumbs Poem by Kevin Patrick II

She took me on a ride on the gothic express
Raven hair Madonna in Wednesday night dress
Lips of pure midnight from sorrows snow white
Dragging my desires in her plight of delight


Chastity was buried beneath her gravely mattress
A coffin where our fools love was saintly scabrous
Insidious pleasures behind her wicked eyelashes
My cynosure I adore my oath in black masses


A corpse-like doll who sucks my wills obsession
I would love to be her favorite depression
She can use me as her sunny days umbrella
We can make sweet nightmares of a horror novella


I could spend eternity locked in her tomb
Painted beneath her eyes of enchanting gloom
She's a tattooed succumbs sucking my skin