

Moan for the pale glowMoan for the pale glow,Moan for the pale glow
a starless night given away to Beauty and intercourse, follow my hand to the vine
and dine on dreams abundant.
The drops of dew glisten in the mists as we appear,
as light in the darkness.
Let me sing to you the requiem of your kiss. Your skin, a craving that makes me Ache in shadows. Given in my silence, I lust for your look. To see your Eyes, their want for me
like a climax never ending. Your nails rend me.
The need building, we can wonder through this night lost in excess indulging in sin, gladly. Let


Ode againGive ode to the sacred night. Sing in trances forgotten by the gods and only remembered by the children birds. Watch the jack-o-lantern smile as the fire rises and the witches of the forest come to pray.Ode again
Flame in kisses, I offer to the empress of ice , locked in her hate manger. Sallow horned mice twine green vines around the forgotten idol of rememberance giving ode to the sacred night, as the fire dies just before morning.


The Crying KingHis Queen,once vibrant and intense has come to be empty and distant. The light doesn't let her see. Listen to Our Silent Queen.The Crying King
He regrets accepting this crown. He longs for his sword, pressing onward. Distant lands-never remembering the painful dance.
The son, his only smile. His succession lies in his arms, crying to his destiny. The story of this will ring for centuries. Witness the beautiful boy.
The King begs his senses for answers,
the gods tell him only he can change his fate. Does he fear the price? Can this prince forgive h


Roman ExcessWitness, through gold glasses ancient witches and madmen. I seek to forget You. The power of symphony stills me.Roman Excess
In the time of the gods there were
orgies and wine. Love was murder.
I sit here compelled to live, a tavern's laughter doesn't lift me. Only the want to flow through the brew, to watch them die inside.
Dark haired lady, you save me. Your silent strength is my friend. Let us join shields to survive
another night and smile through the fiery veils.
The excess of men and beasts will change you. Listen to t


BeltanePaint this starless night for me, my love So it will remain forever. The mists are rising between us,Beltane
fairy air dancing along our skin The scents of all things natural blend with that unique human perfume that is us.
The world is playing a song in our honor this eve. Our Belltane. The skies are amber, there is no moon to spy on us tonight, no need to hide from anyone's eyes. I know the rain is beating your back in waves of purity. Your hair is long and you are perfection incarnate. The dogwood rustles overhead, greeting lovers with words in the form of white
| Well what is there to say? I use to be a very outward person but I guess time changes that.In the mean time I hope you find something you like in these.If not thats cool maybe you just don't get how inward people can be the most expressive. |
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The camera makes everyone a tourist in other people's reality, and eventually in one's own. Susan Sontag
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