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    The Gothic Rose Which Grew In My Tomb

    Stillness of the musty air entombed… Death vents no last breaths here… My ghostly presence alone is chilling the air around -   So, the Gothic rose grew in the lightless chill of my dark aura… chilling its beating soul.   The cold of my tomb keeps these...

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    The Darkness In You

    In the beginning… There was darkness… A blink later there was a supernova… An entity commanded, “Let there be light!”   In our beginning… There was distrust… A moment later there were your starry eyes and ebony lips…   You commanded me, “Let your light be tangled...

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  • This is my “Magic of Poetic Voice” submission

    The Beast Confession
    Confessions are made to come from the heart
    To make you feel the weight of it
    Whether is it good or bad from the start
    I need you to sit and understand me a bit

    I wandered into a space without time
    Alone with my thoughts
    Never hoping that someone could be…Read More

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      This is my Magic of Poetic Voice submission
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      The Beast Confession
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      ·Confessions are made to come from the heart
      To make you feel the weight of it
      Whether is it good or bad from the start
      I n…Read More

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    Damian DeadLove wrote a new post

    Unique Styles

    driven insaneblue and greysleek bodycobra grillheadlightscutting nightsengine roarsdual pipes wheels rollchrome artdescribingintricate fleshfingeringher six speedclutchingthat lust horsepowerequalsfrictionloving torquesport bodyinvitingthe curvestop down road readysoft highwaydrag stripstarting linemy mustangyour corvettewe embraceunique styles   Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2019

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    • The fast pace reminds me of an engine revving up and going down a racetrack

    • The beat, rhythm and pace is like a racing car! The reader wouldn’t know are You talking about a woman or a car lol. The closing lines are brilliant, and “unique styles” it is. Wonderful poem, to read it in the morning it fuels us with good energy to start the engine ✨

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Light. So glad you connected with the write my friend. That was the vibe I was going for I love when a write has more than one perspective or dual meanings. Thanks for that wonderful commentary. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Corvette! Corvette! I’m a ‘Vette girl. But that’s mostly because daddy was a Chevy guy and Ford was a dirty word around him. Once wrote a poem about a Mustang once though. Much enjoyed this one, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I like cars in general, but I’m kinda a Ford guy though. Though I like Chevy’s too. Dodge is my least favorite. It was a dirty word around my dad when I was growing up. lol. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Cool dude. Great description. The energy & performance is highly moving. Excellent.

    • This had the rumbling force of a corvette being geared up for a rip roaring ride down the highway. And to me it also read like a sensual poem about the power of the engine getting ready to fly like bat out of hell down the highway of love. Fantastic work my friend.

      John

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, John. So glad you connected with the write my friend. One of my favorite things about writing, is having the ability for double meanings in a piece. Nice catch. Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Zapped

      He looks so peaceful lying there. If it wasn’t for that tube coming out of his mouth, and those wires strapped to his chest, I would think he was blissfully dreaming in that hospital bed.  Oh God!! Why did he...

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