I drag the sword of the unpardoned;
Bred by unflinching iron,
Redolent claret blood
'The merchant of death' perched on my body armour, is a given name
Willing the devil to concede defeat
Cede the binds of my longings free;
Find refuge in your body
Burn you tenderly
'Til furor_a goddess, is heard in frolic gaity
Intonating in pandemonium choirs
The carnage of a man_deprived condoning chapels;
ruins of a female forest_
At the last_
Reposing abed in the name of desireFebruary 11, 2023
ESTÀS LLEGINT
MAUDLIN MAWS▪︎Poetry (3)
PoesiaRiddles of the lamented heart I keep preserved in a decent hush of demented peace and quiet. Major tw bitches