letting out a soft moan, she brings chills to my skin and paralyzes my bones her icy breath caresses the nape of my neck, she is nostalgia dark hair and pale eyes her lips whisper my name my nose blushes in shades of red my fingertips ache in shades of blue, I meet her soft, … Continue reading Pale Love
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La Petite Mort
my lover is arcane for, he only speaks in tongues he breathes cold, cadaverous air to fill my empty lungs Latin chants over freshly turned earth he comes creeping in the night when not another soul is heard beneath a new moon sky and in the howling wind he quietly stalks aching to nourish his … Continue reading La Petite Mort
Amaranthine Memories
immortality blooms from your lungs the dark roses become a means for our memories I found myself in a spell of deeply romantic melancholy I love you in death, you have suspended me in a passion that I cannot quite understand, my love bury me in red roses forever
Promise
blackness drips off of me yet it appears to you I am bathing in gold I reach for the night as silky dreams dissipate heavy drapes keep the bedroom pitch royal purple flecks of sunlight keep the heat in, amethyst set in copper conducts our electricity, static lightening between sheets, we melt into tungsten tears … Continue reading Promise
So Nadine Writes 