"The Long Kiss Goodnight"
A poem contribution, a fixation on the immortal writings, human immortal & vampire immortal
The beauty of your being
Enchanted me..
The beauty of your eyes
Awakened my life wit such a desire
The beauty of your touch.. singing
Sending ripples of ancient Celtic
Music through my new-found
Senses.. the violin.. O` the Violin..
Your beautiful breath i succulents
inhaled for the first time O`de` "Life"
Of de` dark-bright-senses full then came
Warm whispering sentences in ancient dialect
Won! Yes Won! my wantonness to be yours
The wanton to learn, to know, to be,
The wantonness to rise with you eternal...
I know now that my answer be of de` "Yes`s."
I live without you,
Wit de`secret knowledge's
Of my being... of your being...
Forever longing for the succulent kiss..
My veins, my aching heart pounding
With the richness of our
Red.. red.. bloods blending successfully
Triumphantly
The richness of the virus
You have be gifted unto me
I long for you, the family, the togetherness of our bloods.
I know now.. what you meant.. when you spoke to me with your eyes and no words from your rare sensuous mouth
But from your eternal mind.. ancient dialect..
Think-talk, thought-talk, knowledge beyond the whisperings of the hunger.. oh the hunger..
I know now
The Blessings an the Power of Patience ..
Like never` before, awaiting your
Return to my celestial veins
As they shall always be throbbing and trembling
Wit de` longing and de` endless hunger for..
Oneness with you forevermore..
Done by him (: { jimoer I ke ) on this day in
Sweet November On the Fourteenth Day
In the Year of Two Thousand Four.
~Forevermore~
Jump! Rouge!
Princess! Leap!
Thine! I Vow!
Thine! To keep!
Enchanted me..
The beauty of your eyes
Awakened my life wit such a desire
The beauty of your touch.. singing
Sending ripples of ancient Celtic
Music through my new-found
Senses.. the violin.. O` the Violin..
Your beautiful breath i succulents
inhaled for the first time O`de` "Life"
Of de` dark-bright-senses full then came
Warm whispering sentences in ancient dialect
Won! Yes Won! my wantonness to be yours
The wanton to learn, to know, to be,
The wantonness to rise with you eternal...
I know now that my answer be of de` "Yes`s."
I live without you,
Wit de`secret knowledge's
Of my being... of your being...
Forever longing for the succulent kiss..
My veins, my aching heart pounding
With the richness of our
Red.. red.. bloods blending successfully
Triumphantly
The richness of the virus
You have be gifted unto me
I long for you, the family, the togetherness of our bloods.
I know now.. what you meant.. when you spoke to me with your eyes and no words from your rare sensuous mouth
But from your eternal mind.. ancient dialect..
Think-talk, thought-talk, knowledge beyond the whisperings of the hunger.. oh the hunger..
I know now
The Blessings an the Power of Patience ..
Like never` before, awaiting your
Return to my celestial veins
As they shall always be throbbing and trembling
Wit de` longing and de` endless hunger for..
Oneness with you forevermore..
Done by him (: { jimoer I ke ) on this day in
Sweet November On the Fourteenth Day
In the Year of Two Thousand Four.
~Forevermore~
Jump! Rouge!
Princess! Leap!
Thine! I Vow!
Thine! To keep!

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