I walk the earth,
an autumn eve's night.
I walk into the forest,
a labyrinth of my desire
on this pleasurable night.
I see the shadowy figure before me,
standing beautifully.
I feel the cool wind whispering of the night
that is come, and I welcome
the figure to me, and embrace all its beauty lovingly.
I take in the breath of earthly delights,
this autumn eve's night,
He reeked of death;
that sensuous and intoxicating scent,
as his hands wrapped around my neck
ever so lightly yet firm.
I feel the touch of his lips
on my bare skin;
a lingering kiss
with the touch of his caress.
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Gothic Poetry: A Collection of Dark Poems
PoetryThese are poems that I originally wrote several years ago as a teenager. It reflects a love of all things dark. I have edited & revised them for publication. This is 26 poems from a larger collection (72 poems) I've published to share with anyone th...