is love greater than lust? or is lust greater than love?
to the cheating man, it is the latter, are you a cheating man? or one of loyalty?
are you a good guy like the superheroes in movies? or are you the villain?
to the honest man, you are both, are you an honest man? or one caught in a web of lies?
am i what you want? am i enough?
to the romantic man, of course i am, are you a romantic man? or a realistic one?
so, what are you? who are you? are you a cheating man stuck in a web of lies that sees me as merely a sexual conquest? or are you a loyal man that is always honest and sees me as his muse? or are you both?
Dark Passages
Switch blade cross bones
Skulls branded in a dark forbidden mast
Asylums howl of the mentally insane
Grafted in my brain once again
Demonic emblems viscous fighting soldiers
Once again off again romance with tarot cards
Alone petrified evil cavity
Out of emmense silence there was gladness
Fallen angels plagued with death
Making a covet of blood quenched with desire
Sexual conquest in the forbidden sea of lust
Dark passages follow bellow
Emmense heat of gross exploitation
Branded ivy sphere in direct correlation
Sulfur with eyes of intense pain
Fetus scorched in fire
Afflictions taunt the hidden sullen brevity
This is what the prophets foretold
The poets had feared out of mere speculation
Swords drawn to silence the wayward heart
Long corridors of emmense filled silence
A cause to fear to shed a tear
Passages that would not let me go
Yet I have the right in every fiber of my being to know