I blew you a kiss
The day you went away
But I don't think you saw me
Or felt me
Even though your body quivered
Deep inside
Knowing I was there.

Because it knows my fingers
And how they clench
And grabs you with a lingering fury
That boils the inhuman blood in your veins.

Cracked
Lauren Dreyer

Mon pere de la morte, whatever can I say to the man who gave me the immortal kiss? I was abandoned, and I was mad.. you never loved me. But perhaps we can learn, beloved, to find ourselves with eachother again.