I love you… You don't love me… You will never love me… You will never love me again…   And again I hold your pictures… And again I dream of the old times… When our hands shared the other tenderly… When our lips were thawed of that...

Black wings that flutter through stormy sunshine. That storm within… with the sun glowing through black clouds that gathered over my eyes… Bright enough to penetrate into the dark of my soul… This storm and sun intertwined, ebony silhouette of the raven soaring through...

This sacred inner realm I keep within… Deep within. Hidden it is to the world’s judgmental, blind eyes!   Every beat of my heart is rhythmic, dark beauty. My gothic heart beats on as if it possesses the pen itself!   Every pulse from this rich...

You are ache and grace. Sorrow pools within your dark eyes. The hollows of which are an abyss. And so you are ready to say your goodbyes. To again give your lost love a kiss. No reason to leave behind the whys. You're stepping into...

Her Gaze burns cold… Frigid soul and scorching attitude she has!   Within the target of her gaze, one will feel time has stopped.   One will feel that freezer burn on their soul and innocence.   It will feel all too familiar, like it’s something...