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Ravenn Wolf Poem
His tragic symphony plays its sadistic
melody in my mind consistently.
The arousing masochism that lingers in
this clouded air
knocks on my door with a riveting rivet
that drives me insane incredibly.
Sanity therefore departs my mind
as its "in" brother fights for a reason
to exist in this season of deplorable beauty.
The symphony has now left me in a
tiresome state of nudity,
where everything shines with unbearable
cruelty and a hint of raging novelty,
dies.
Copyright © Ravenn Wolf | Year Posted 2012
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Ravenn Wolf Poem
The gentle voice of an angel
whispers in my ear,
ragged and sensual
telling of promising erotic
stories
leaving me wanting for more
breath and increasing desire.
The voice of a horny angel
chants riveting lullabies
casting a spell
drawing me nearer and nearer
as more breath escapes me.
Anymore and I'll combust
silently exploding,
little by little
and then as the angel's voice
tickles my ear one last time,
I finish everywhere,
quietly, breathing harshly as
he grins with a delightful
satisfaction
and plants a sweet kiss
upon my forehead.
Then bows and whispers once
more with that
enchanting ragged and sensual
voice of his saying
"That was fun"
Then the horny angel walked
away with such grace and
poise
as I stared in astonishment left
standing there
with a wet sex
and a brow filled with sweat
and harsh breathing.
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Ravenn Wolf Poem
As my rugged hand caresses
the
somber tears flowing from your
tired
eyes and onto your cheeks
I close my eyes
and think..
I think of your transcendent
grace
that takes me high into the
mountain
beyond the Everest and into
the
clouds
I've found to be home
I float and float and
all comes alive as a single
touch can elate me
but as we part I fall into
the unworthy abyss
I think of how deep I've gotten
myself
into and how you are standing
only
inches away from me
and I. Am. Not. Alone.
I think that you are THE best
thing
that has happened to me since
sliced
bread
your falling wings wrap
themselves
around me
as you take hold and proclaim
to be
my angek
my soul keeper
my soul mate
ragged and batter are your
wings
as they drop and tether and
lack the
strength that once radiated on
and
on
an aura of beauty resonating
onto
the sky and all around me
my protective glow
it has a dim light that I can no
longer see the
path laid out before me
I think that this abyss is eternal
and I
can't make my way out
not alone.
I weep for one single touch can
trigger these lonesome and
unwanted thoughts
forcing my mind to beg for air
as it is being suffocated over
and
over again
beyond mentionable belief
I think,
it is time to open my hear and
take
everything in
from the damnable nature to
our passionate love making
from a soft kiss to an eternal
rain of affection
beating down onto our palpable
skins
hugging you and me
kissing us ever so gently
onto this earth buried in our
emotions
accepting everything for what it
is..
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Ravenn Wolf Poem
Our linguistic limbs sulk as the
dreary day progresses.
It begs and aches for more pain
for it's grown accustomed.
The longing and desire that lingers
within the blood pulsating
As each day marches forth,
A feeling of hate submerges and
dominates the emotion sulking
back
Toward the dark core we now possess.
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The anger within me hides as
apart of me seeks eruption.
I want to die.
I truly do.
For when I leave this dreadful
place, I will go on to better.
A place for me and my Lord to
have fun and sing!
I want to leave.
Far from the hatred and discord
of this world.
A stay longer than this will
inflict more pain and sorrow
into my life.
I want to die.
I truly do.
For when I die, I know I wont
be missed.
I can care less about anyone
else anymore.
Everyone who has stamped my
heart with hate
Can go to hell
and feel the pain they have
called upon me.
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Ravenn Wolf Poem
I feel abused.
Not physically or mentally,
But internally.
Everything within has been barricaded
by hurt and anger.
Pain takes over all of my organs riding it like a
ranting bull,
Awaiting the finish line.
Time moves faster and I still feel empty.
I still feel the pain.
It has dissipated a bit but,
No matter what, it's still there.
What's left of my tired soul peaks
through,
Any open holes or gaps that may reveal itself.
I just can't seem to shake off this agony and in
the process,
I die slowly.
Internally rather than physically
Because I have been that much abused before.
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Ravenn Wolf Poem
You preserve your existence with
each step that you take,
adding an abundance of life to you're
very harsh being.
Coursing through and roaming beyond
the parallels of this earth with
bounded heart.
Burdened even ---
filled with remorse, crying
but to a beckoning soul, in an
unruly attempt to
conserved the energy used to
continue to live and just...
Be.
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