Boring
a hole in me ...
to contain peace
better than the best
cut gems can shine--softer
than the softest gold warmed
to its most heat--though,
not burning ...
Collapsing softly ...
to sleep a sleep followed with an
eagerness to awake, fully consumed--fully
seeking what comes--fully
wanting and pursuing--knowing
where next I desire to explore
with accorded heart-beats
that drum vigorously ...
Eyes opened ...
A child peeping,
seeing through obscurity clearly,
ablaze with desires--
burning through life's
medleys of passions--who's
vitality expands grossly ...
Going and going ....
Written By, Darkest Angel
Written September 15, 2010
r.w. December 9, 2010
There is no mystery on this journey to hell. You are witness to the crimes dealing out the death sentences... each justified by one of the seven deadly sins.
Enter a glamorous world controlled by one of San Francisco's ultra-wealthy socialites an
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