Poems.

Rare attempts at poetry.

Lust.

There's a soul that cries for you Still beating heart within it's chest.

Caress of dream.

Elusive state of mind where soul Roams free of mortal flesh above the stars, Free fall of heart into the depths of dream Where naught but memories and hopes exist.

Faithless.

Oh, bliss and sounds of Heavens, On wings of joy i shall descend to half sleep Where you and i forever One, Land where i shall never weep. You wore a crown not of gold,

Gift of love.

Silence creeping up on me, like time, Devouring with no remorse, no care For how it makes me feel, and bleed And love. A silent longing for your flesh To burn beneath me in the agonies of lust.