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    Death Rape

    Note: This isn't really an erotic poem so I posted it here. It is a metaphor for suffering and mental pain...but if it belong in the other section, please move it. Sometimes my poetry is quite dark...shrugs. xx






    Shudders
    Shivers and shocks
    Black blood tricking
    Along stark concrete slabs
    Deeper and deeper
    One may tend to penetrate
    Like the mind rape
    Only stronger and more real
    A savage slice of the knife
    On a tanned whitened wrist
    Throbbing artery of the neck
    Feeling blackness envelop
    Caress with thornish desire
    Blood prick sensually giddy
    Leaves tangled in long hair
    Embraced by the light of the moon
    Reflecting on splashed blood
    Weakened senses destroyed thoughts
    Not careful in this instance
    Blood drips unceremoniously
    Patter, Patter, Spatter, Spatter
    Like some warped Van Gogh
    Eyes dull and focus and dull again
    Look to the moon, watch her!
    Remain focus she will guide you
    Searing pain as the life drains
    A final thrust upon lifeless limbs
    Walks away with a satisfaction
    Known to the raper of minds
    Of thoughts, body and soul
    Wait! Don't leave yet!
    Hoarse whisper
    I am not dead
    Lay her down in her own blood
    Eyes dull and lifeless
    She stares at the moon
    Wondering what went so terribly wrong!
    He returns. Gorgeous eyes gleaming!
    What is it that you want from me?
    What is it that you want before I leave you?
    Leave you to die under that moon whom you adore?
    I want to be held by you
    For one last time
    Before the rats begin
    To gnaw at me alive!
    Kiss my bloodied lips
    Repair my torn and matted clothing
    Make me presentable to Death
    Why so presentable my love?
    You are looking at him in the face!
    So this is what death looks like?
    Yes life, death and the stars!
    I am judge and executioner
    I have judged you
    My love for you is deep
    And so you have been judged
    You cannot enter the Realm with me
    Not now, not ever and you know why
    Yes you know, I just saw the thought!
    So now I swiftly end the suffering!
    For wasn't it your final wish?
    To be embraced in death by the one you love?
    Then take me my love, end it before I do!
    You cannot control yourself
    How else do you think you are feeling this way?
    It was me! I did it! Perhaps I too shall die for it someday.
    You did this to me even while you seemed dead to me
    Yes! Yes! I confess!
    Why else do you think He isn't looking for you!
    Why wont He come to you! It is me! I am yours!
    That is why He won't come!
    You thought it was distance
    Half-way across the world
    Distance and time mean nothing to those of good age
    Yes sure He loves you, means much to you!
    But I see Him not being there when you need it!
    I am here! Instead! See! And look at what I am doing!
    There through words and not action!
    Look at me! LOOK AT ME! Focus Girl! LOOK!
    I am all action now can't you see it!
    Watch me! Think of me as I rip into your flesh for the last time!
    You WILL die my darling! And I will do it!
    Tempt me not as I see you lying there
    Among the grass and leaves
    I am willing myself away
    For in one moment of passion of want
    I may infact kill you
    Your wounds are deep
    I ravaged you enough
    But not enough to kill you
    You shall live another day
    I love you my whore
    Quickly heal
    So I can destroy you
    Again
    Heal now damn it!
    Goodbye my love
    Until next time
    This has been
    Your death!

    ~A

    December, 21st, 2003.

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    WOW. This is awsome...your descriptive words are so wonderful. You have wonderful talent. Please keep your poems coming...this one I will be returning to very often. Just wonderful!

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    I read this yesterday but forgot to comment! I love this, it's sooo dark and fantasy-like! Great work. More please!
    Thou art my seventh angel squirming
    'Neath the forked tongue of the Beast...

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    *smiles* thankyou so much, to the both of you. hugssss

    This poem was written a few years ago. I might post some of my more recent poems. Lately more so than before by reading some of the poems here I have a new perspective and inspiration to write.

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