cruciform_shadow

a spectre, a jekyll hiding in the folds of my mind
watching my selves colliding.

the blanket tightens around my neck in my sleep,
skin damp and wet. overexcited from the dancing
nymph-like forms exquisitely arranged.
i feel my heart pounding the dance of a thousand kettledrums,
fighting my breath for control of me.
i saw your eyes staring back at me, cold fire and...
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"Would you know the single craving of my blood - the craving that burns in me more fiercely than hunger in a starving beast of prey - the one desire, to gratify which, I would desparately dare and defy all men? Listen then!

A nectar, bitter-sweet - like the last kiss on the lips of a discarded mistress - is the secret charm of my...
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violently happy.

some food for thought for your night:

the touching of two bodies; the locking of groins;
the drawing apart in separation,
the quieting of violent breath;
the still release from body and mind...
the wise know that physical pleasure
is not the sole end of lovemaking.
It can be like music, stirring the emotions,
quickening the senses, dissolving
thought into rhythm, until only rhythm exists....
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some poems and prose for the nobody that reads this

My sweetest Lesbia, let us live and love,
And though the sager sort our deeds reprove,
Let us not weigh them. Heaven's great lamps do dive
Into the wet, and straight again revive,
But soon as once set is our little light,
Then must we sleep one ever-during night.

If all would lead their lives...
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for those that know...

I am Yesterday and know Tomorrow. I can never more be overcome. I know the secret of Osiris, whose being is perpetually revered in Ra. I have finished the work which was planned at the Beginning, I am the Spirit made manifest, and armed with two vast eagle's plumes. Isis and Nephthys are their names, made One with Osiris.

Unbalanced Power...
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"Is it any wonder, then, that I became what I did? He maintains that it was ever my destiny, and perhaps he is right, but this I know is true: When Love cast me out, it was Cruelty who took pity upon me."



Look out world...the Grigori are here.