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Must it be?
Must it be?
I am here now, in my new home. Packed away in all of my boxes and crates is a lifetime of myself. My pains, my misery and all of the love I can confess. I sit here now, in my new palace and I write to you. So much I would say, so much.
I close my eyes and I can smell you, as if you are near. The scent of your pefection leans in on my brow and holds my heart still. My Amadeus, my Mozart is bleeding along the keys, filling the room with his moonstruck madness. As I look around at my tall celings and all the grand wood of this victorian playground, I plummet down into my black despair. For the reality is true and clear and it is this....
You are not here.
Nevertheless, on I dance, on I sway with you. It is your Ghost that haunts the tombs of my deep well and it is your moans, the poetry of this love which leads me on, into the jagged edge of my own remembrance. My lust for you is so strong it is almost painful for me. You are my need, my ache and the longing that pushes me, for this desire will not be denied.
Tonight I write for you my love. Tonight I will confess to the entire world that I adore you. I am a slave for you, to you, with you. I am strong for you, all for you, only you.
Without you the night falls dark and cold, you own every piece of my heart. Without you a piece of me is dead and this world will never be right again.
As I write this my love, just know, remember......always remember.
Must it be??????
Yes.........it must be.
7/12/2005 8:51 pm
Awe yes good to see your flair of words , your desire sizzle the pages of your blog, like a ray of sunshine deep with in the black of past despair.Blog land is enriched with you back in the folds.|
7/13/2005 8:54 pm
My body begins to tremble|
I know you are there...
Spiriling around my body
You chain me to your presence...
Licking my senses
You consume me..
Your breath on my neck..
Is a gentle ocean breeze
Soft and warm
It captivates me...
Entranced in longing
Who could deny such hunger...
7/13/2005 9:02 pm
Your writing strikes so much in my heart.|