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The Bruised Anthology
The Bruised Anthology Dedicated to her Unconventional as we were Our only Crime it'll seem Was partaking in Our Dream Our Fate was misaligned Although my Words still bind And as my coping pours I'm still Immortally Yours---- Bruised Not enough The hues have not pooled Into a camouflage of discerning taste The pain manifests A macabre poison Regurgitating into the Abyss One strike at a time Her cries fade into the drone Nothing left to savour The echoes just mirror back The death of a storm Never enough Bruised Part II Naked and Exposed Tease her Gain her trust, Exploit Taste tears Live in her vivid fears Explicit noises A Bach Symphony Toccata and Fuck in D minor And when it ends Bruise the ego No one spared tonight The Ritual is done Bruised Part III So willing yet reluctant The stages traverse the rivers Tears and peace meld into uniformity Death always under your own asphyxiation But the moans never lie Truth lay in defeat Punishment, to the last and first It was always the Anger That was your solemn motive The fragrance as incense Sanctifying your Realm Saved from this 5th Circle Bruised Part IV Fears released as pockets cool The Solemn Oath Bonded in her flesh Sealed forever in her fortitude No disdain, no Catharsis Her cries and moans subsiding The waters receding from this Dam The Wasteland now bountiful Whisper, my delicate Darling Whisper what is Truth Alone, yet never lonely Captured by One and Only Bruised Part V Then what has Trust to fail? When all so unrequited Reunites on most desired skin The contours, its own pleasure Pain, a forgotten victim To Life's own sordid pleasures Who is punishing Who? The personal mark on such delicate art Dragging intensely No Soul spared tonight, ever again Though the exhibit resumes She remains my Venus in Furs Bruised Part VI Inebriated with her Tears of Lamentation The fatal<b> stroke </font></b>of chance Knowing Eternity was reversed in her eyes Staring so delicately, as though Her anathema was solemnly realised As, I, Heir to an empty Kingdom Hesitated to return contemplation In the End they are all corpses Wallowing through the Labyrinth of Abattoirs We part as Strangers, Man and Woman Beast and Shepherdess Lifeless Desert with memory of a Rose Bruised Part VII Twilight died in her eyes Delicate yet commanding In the nectar of precious Aroma Trust locked in permanence Dying Today or Tomorrow Perspiration agreeing That Effigy burning, so burning Luminescence everlasting as the Sun Awake for me, Poor Darling Forsake the PAIN kept within As it manifests through Precious Tears From the Noblest of hands Bruised Part VIII Written and lost, poem unable to be recovered Bruised Part IX Tears quarried from her emotions Sliding through the Black Hand Of the Sinister Fear Infliction is always aware of her History Never found pure release immaculate As this drop in the Universe Bruises may fade, welts swell down The soothing hand caresses her Dimensions But none is realised too soon So the Whisper speaks of Catharsis: 'You belong on that Astral Plane' A Kiss is still a Kiss as time goes by Bruised Part X Don't leave on a pale glance A Master without slave The cold touch of Sorrow Masquerading as a dead void A Lock without a Key A moan fades into a whisper Forever your Rock, adamant, Protector Forever my Muse, inspiring, Innocent Ego swelling, time slowing, Truth showing Tell me about that Void where we died together Your body-- I wish to claim my mark But never bruise your Beautiful Soul |
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