Death Lust Poems

His eyes were full of lust
 images for one to young to see
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 all his time consumed watching, wanting
satisfied himself, no need for...

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Dark mischievous bedroom eyes 
Are laden with lust and laden with lies. 
They slowly cause my pulse to rise 
And always do me hypnotize. 
They...

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There's an evil smirk in every smile,
do you enjoy make fun of people...
when they try to get some advice
and you let them straddle? 
Isn't there...

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My tongue tastes the sweetness of your kiss

Both heart and spirit are awake

The long languid suppleness of this

Is almost too much for me to take

My...

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Bone

Under the moonlight I’m searching for your heart.
Another lost soul I need to rip me apart.
I couldn’t help you escape from out of the dark,
So...

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The Priest talked of your tragic passing
I was unzipping your dress, watching it gracefully fall to the floor
You would be sorely missed
The back of your...

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~Silence
that dank isolation 
cold and wandering dog 
restless lurks a slow and sullen trod 
through mad emptiness
drunken nooks of unreachable sorrow soften   

~The...

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I've been waiting for her by the sea, perhaps not 
always patiently. When she will arrive I do not 
know, but I've dug my feet...

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I was there when love became you.
It spread across your eyes and smile,
left a breathless caressing hue 
and whisper of softest beguile.

Aching for your gentle...

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GREEK PLEASURE

The sight of you
With cup in hand
Wine is all spent
The taste is sweet
On wet red lips
A smile it seems
Is it for me
Perhaps this time
We...

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My vices and my faults are legion
how I hate that cooing pigeon
pooping right outside my door

i cannot sleep for death entices
promises to end my vices
silencing...

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Thrust of lust, in form of dust,
spawns storm of dark deeds unjust
and greed we breed, drags soul down
in fears, where we drown....

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All alone you sit there in grip of graveyard, hosting demonic thoughts,
Listening to cries of tombstones, squalling from lovers’ somber epitaphs,
Recounting how you chased prospects,...

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My friend, don’t struggle so
Not much longer to go
No more working for the all-mighty buck
No more lusting after the…
Ahhh your dirty mind 
Will be the...

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Although I am here before you, as a man put on trial, I feel anything but blessed.

I stand before your kingdom, guilty of defiling your...

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