Dark Poetry #4 |
She Dances |
alibaster Member
since 2001-07-07
Posts 299In my own private hell...(PA). |
{ SHE DANCES } She dances in the mist. Cold at heart and devil kissed. Whispering to the dead. Adorned with a halo of flies, veil of stars, and a tattered velvet dress of lies. Her voice hangs upon the air haunting, twisting, and full of fire. She swings upon luminescent moonbeams. Swaying with daemons weaving horrific dreams. Her eyes burned blind. Seeing only the world created deep within her twisted mind. She stitches bleeding wounds with golden thread as she spins stories of death and dread. Holding fast with bound hands to the sanity of her perfected insanity. She dances in the mist. Cold at heart and devil kissed. (a-alibaster H.A.R. November 18, 2003) "There is an alter ego which dwells within every soul."(C)alibaster |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
very good images you have here, Old Friend. This is the way I would picture it.. good to have a glimpse of you. I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! |
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