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Dark Writer Poem
Pure thoughts and untouched
She floats into the room
He glances at her smile
She looks away too soon
He looks her way again
to breathe within her soul
She's not aware of his stare
but she feels his warmth from the cold
Pure white thoughts turns to red
Crimson thoughts unsaid
God, pray for me and I pray to you
Keep me pure, save me through
She looks up
To catch her breath
They lock eyes
She sees red
The glances throughout the night
From across the room
Without any words
His touch can't come too soon
Pure white thoughts turns to red
Crimson thoughts unsaid
God, pray for me and I pray to you
Keep me pure, save me through
Perfect strangers to one another
But a familiarity of some kind
He feels it, she feels it
Both have racing minds
The heat grows within
They both want to explode
He makes his way toward her
Hearts, bodies, souls unfold
Pure white thoughts turns to red
Crimson thoughts unsaid
God, pray for me and I pray to you
Keep me pure, save me through
She doesn't stand a chance
Of staying pure
He smiles with uncertainty
He stands tall and sure
He gazes into her eyes and soul
She feels exposed and free
He takes her hand
Her heart is set to flee
Pure white thoughts turns to red
Crimson thoughts unsaid
God, pray for me and I pray to you
Keep me pure, save me through
Copyright © Dark Writer | Year Posted 2015
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Dark Writer Poem
Autumn leaves whisper my name
Follow me, follow me
They dance playfully down the path
A gust of wind creates a smile
Golden leaves, kissed by the sun
Fiery orange leaves
Unraveled, undone
Resting amber leaves
Resting peacefully
Sexy, sultry, seducing
Whispering my name
Follow me, follow me
They lead me down the path
Down the path of despair
Darkness, cold, desolation
I hear laughter in the distance
Evil, eerie, deceptive
I feel a chill through my bones
To the core of my soul
The leaves have disappeared
Down the path
I can’t see them anymore
My heart is heavy
My soul is empty
The path is lonely
The leaves deceived me
Copyright © Dark Writer | Year Posted 2012
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Dark Writer Poem
In her mind
He belongs to her
In her mind
She belongs to him
In a crowded room
He gazes into her eyes
Like no one else exists
He then turns his eyes
To another walking by
In her mind
From across the room
She can still feel his touch
From the night before
Then she watches him
Touch the small of her back
As she walks on by
In her mind
Holding hands
While walking through
She feels him pull away
And reach behind him
To hold another's hand
In her mind
His passionate kisses
Melt her to the core
She buries her face in his neck
Over his shoulder
He kisses another
In her mind
Her eyes are a pale shade of green
His eyes only see her
In her mind
In her mind
He belongs to her
In her mind
She belongs to him
Copyright © Dark Writer | Year Posted 2015
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Dark Writer Poem
Addicted to Her
His darkness settles in for the night
My red heart drains
To a colorless empty vase
The water is dry
The flowers have wilted to a slow death
I offer him everything I possess
My inner being
My heart, my body, my soul
She wins him over
With no effort at all
With her empty promises
I can't compete with her
I've tried until exhaustion
She wins his heart time and time again
He feels her joy, escape and euphoria
My love is not enough
I still love him
He is obsessed with her
Addicted and uncontrolled
A life of countless lies to be with her
I can't compete with her
Anymore
I'm sorry
Copyright © Dark Writer | Year Posted 2015
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