4/11/06

Fairies that dream and seem content

Lovers touched by skimpy clothed apparitions

Lounging in heavens undesired moment

Winged seraphs gently kiss my cheek

Nashing of teeth hoping for their return

A taste of heaven for the undead soul

Don't tempest the suicidle with pleasures beyond

Satin red coffin holds another forgotten mortal

Forever sad and lost roaming without ears

Poverty stricken spirit seeks a new home

Eternally dwelling no ceiling or feelings

Seman smelling like a perve stuck in time

Draining and raining my seraph is returning

Takes me away as we live in solitude

Finding out that death is right

I turn and say a final good-bye

Into a dimension of eternal bliss

I give my seraph a gentle kiss