Crumbs Of Fate

Crumbling fate

Hands of mercy

Begins the torture

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Faces Gather

Fashionable state of mind

Faces, lipstick, mascara

They gather to obsess

War Soldiers

We were soldiers of war
Behind that veiled wall
Now our names are what is left

Watercolor Heart

My Control is lost

In eyes that brazen my heart

Passion of boneless thoughts

Black and Bright

Your love is Night and Day

This Blackness of nights

Then Brightness of days

Fifty

Fifty thoughts

Fifty kisses

Fifty orgasms

Woven Tales

Handmade Tales from hearts that burn

Create a sense of giving in

Enchanted by mastery of art