the masked faces
the disfigured, the handicapped
the man with the disease
slipping into shadowy corners
dreaming of sweet lusty lovers
phantoms bleeding in the street
all the misaligned hearts
beating lustfully
the souls floating over sidewalks
the footsteps of sore losers
melting onto the paved streets
mixing with the beautiful
children of the night
seeping into the sorrowful light
phantoms dreamy hearts
beating falsely
the masked faces
the bars, the night clubs
captured the drinking melee
turning into the disfigured
drunkenly cruising the night
gazing upon the high rises
housing the handicapped hearts
beating vainly
the golden ones
their teeth gleaming
which sparkle and bite
can’t see the moon rise
the stars falling
hear only the wolves howling
hoping to devour their hearts
beating dreamily
the masked faces
the disfigured, the handicapped
the phantoms capture their power
the man with the disease
dreaming of healing love
the man with soulful eyes
all the misaligned hearts
beating greedily
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
Sounds like Times Square!
--Karissa
Chrissie
Outstanding job...
Powerful....
Trixie :)
the man with soulful eyes
all the misaligned hearts
beating greedily
just excellent,
Reindeer