Wide Eyed Dead
By: fee
a mist shrouded road
like a dirty gray lace
leads through shadows
dragging over the dead
skulking around tombstones
clinging to the smell
of damp moldy dirt
freshly dug among
the stones of the ancients
the gravedigger’s humming
songs of the expired
yellow bones rattling
‘neath ragged strips of skin
worm holes and maggots
no angels dare to thread
where only the forsaken
claim their four by eight
lien on t0is weed infested
unholy soil…
ah but tis here we meet
my lips on your lips
the sanctity of forbidden love
two hearts beyond the edge
two souls not inclined to
give in to the humanity
of what morality seeks
we will lay with the dead
for they will accept us
as surely as the living reject us
into the abyss let us go
where we can walk as one…
Love ya face Cuz XOXOXO, Rose
hugs
kathy
A hallowing romantic tale!
lusting beneath the brimstones of silence
sweetly the thunder echoes
inside the the tomb of erotic darkness
I Loved Your Closing Stanza....Oh Sweetly Deep & Haunting Fee :)
Much Love To You
Peace, Love & Poetry
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
Georg
Sheila
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :(