distortion
our bridge

In A Dreamin a dream crimson rose petals adorn your body.In A Dream
i drift across your breast soft and nubile
caressing your yearning soul with my own.
our passion feeds its own intensity consuming love,
each drop the frozen crystal shard of a tear
long ago shed in the joy of our enrapture.
but now
in a dream your smile burns cinders within my heart
i drift past your face stuttering in temptation
caressing your own, wet and slick with  


The Room - IIThe Room - I
Alice said she hated me. Maybe out of rage, or some inverted sense of love- like a sock is still a sock inside out. But Alice said she hated me, and I hated the world for it, maybe because of some fly infested poison that had crawled from a street corner and made her say those things, or maybe because in beauty, she was above this world. Thus she had left it, left it all to be hated, declaring it inferior by some...divine light or holy aura or some other clichéd heavenly embodiment. And this vile, tormented sphere was left to waste without her, and leave me to bathe in it alone. The city is this wa


Love through the crystalLove through the crystalLove through the crystal
Sometimes I leave my pessimist self and think about you,
In how your fingers play with my lips,
And your eyes are amused in my mind,
Speaking of how loving or dying.
A subtle sound in the air is fitted in my ears,
Is your voice that slips of your mouth,
Crushes me by its immense serenity,
Makes me sleep without nightmares nor remorses.
Like a child I'm afraid,
Like a stone I am falling down,
And like a demon I´ve been suffering untill this day,
To feel me here, feel me up again.
I am a creature withou
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Reports of my demise have been greatly exaggerated.
Reports of _your_ demise have been premature, but accurate.
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