Love. Unconditional.

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Written to me by Stephanie, otherwise known as FleurDeSang, on Friday, October 06, 2006.
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Night settles in a withered rocking chair and starts to sing to me-


                                 I can love you only with kisses and poppies
                                  wet by the dewy tears of a new mourning
                                   my lips dying on yours in sweet suffering:

                                      This void between us is ever-growing.


                                               A cancer of bones and ash
                                 Of tragedy that sodomizes every waking hour
                                                   Even in dusty dreams.


                                 A lament. A rotting pomegranate in your soul.



The winds disentangle themselves in the jagged nails of dark pines
Black howls of lost voices, or maybe
It is just you in the distance?


                                                                           Somewhere in this horrid emptiness…
                                                                                                  you are looking for me.


           The moon glows like phosphorous on
Vagrant waters,
     A ship crawls along the dead horizon,
My kisses rusted upon those old anchors,
                                                           And I whisper white love into the sails,

        So that it may float into your precious heart…



Hour of nostalgia dressed in passion of weeping
              Tears smiling as they fall
   And my lips curl from the flame of
your kiss

Still residing, still burning
Delicious warmth of your soul caressing mine…

                                       The biggest stars look at me with your eyes-

Blue velvet. Jade needles. Gray memories.


All of this and more in your sweetly destructive gaze
Tiny mirrors reflecting the same beauty I see in you
  Your lips part in a seductive torture and utter my name


                                                                    (((Fireworks of infinite pancakes and syrup
                                                                 Heart like feathers and the scent of jasmine)))




     And I am a mere puddle of crushed roses and honey,

          Melted into your tender embrace, our bodies fused together,
I bathe in the divinity of your smile, the twinkling in your eyes, the


                             touch


                                                                                          Of your skin






Love. Unconditional.