The way you wash over me
Look at me
Feel me
It's like a raging river of torment
Your eyes anguish me
In a way no other can
The soft skin that cover you
Brings me pleasure to touch

So my dear I must have you-
Follow me into this
Earthenly Hell
Follow me
From a past well known-

Blood trickles onto the floor
As I stretch under your smooth skin
Once more
I loved-
You lived-
Until-
I had to give in.

My mind raging
Blood-Everywhere
I will have your body over mine
Forever-
Eternally soft-
Ummm the pleasure.

Blanket me!
Sweet beautiful soul!
I need to feel the lust in your
body as well as mine-

Trickle
Trickle
Drop
Drop
the only answer to my query
for love-

I always seem to kill my chance.

12-16-01
~*~M.B.J.~*~