Symphonies Of My Beloved
Frozen Mist
This canvas carves rituals of heavenly solitude
My dark haired Marionette festers in her atrium
I gaze at her lucent limbs and shining legs
Seduced in a vermeil mist, our fantasy's delirium.
Hallucinations peer into our beautiful distraught horrorscape
Our gothic ceremonies, we dance to the smell of fresh asphodel
The doom metal song plays as the female revelers come
Women in glittering dresses, they adore my queen.
Extraordinary girls with shining yet delicate eyes
Crested with obsidian chokers and black opal jewelery
Succubus wings enticing naked shoulders so soft
Profound with shining fragrance, kissing bleeding necks.
A cithern remains attached inside these floating bodies
Hover thru the redolent air, my sweet symphonies
To invite these scars, we etch frailty in distant time
A reversal of lustres like the shimmering breeze.
Malevolent whimsical beauties
Our eyes lie submerged
I stare at her round breasts
Until the symphony ends.
"My eyes frozen from pearly white lace,
As it falls from your shoulder..."
So I arise from pale nightmares
Grey clouds cover our beautiful shade.
"An aurora ladled in sepia velvet,
The mourning cries unite the dawn..."
Tender rich odors of fulfillment
It stalks the minds wicked eye.
"In luminary desires of shattering bliss,
A sombre triangle of trinity..."