Dark Embrace's

cold dark embraces
littered rooms of lost and found
fleshly pleasures always enhances
the depravation of souls

crimes of passion,orgasmic murder
her dark form comes on high
she takes me to depths and even further
leaves me wanting ,sometimes begging

oh the shame ,it comes and goes
tastes of pain and razor kisses
i stand firm ,but oh she knows
inside i quiver ,veritable slave

i wear my scars as if proud 
the tingles of pain,fresh in my heart
thoughts of her in her funeral shroud
palest skin of the whitest alabaster
hair as black as a ravens feathers

how did i fall so far into the dark
as i walk to return to her 
my fingers trace her painful mark
my pulse it quickens

as i approach all fears are gone
sight of her is all i know
almost as if i hear the sirens song
her lips pursed into a sneer

i bow my head a subserviant slave 
i stand before her willing and ready
a soft carress on my cheek is what i crave
but i know its a hot mess that waits for me