You linger somewhere near here though you rarely step out of the shadows until that ambiguous hour of heather.
Your lair is well known to me and routinely you take me there to quell your loneliness and share something parallel to love.
You plant wearying kisses 'til fulfilled, lips bruising delicate flesh-- death tattooed beneath these lashes. Then you leave me again.
--SepiaSylph
Okay, I wrote this for a poetry class a long long time ago, and no one knew what it was about. There were good guesses though, even guesses that *could* have been right. I found it while going through my external hard drive and wondered what you Freestylers' interpretations might be.
it seemed that u were saying (to me) that this thing only approaches u sometimes and it was like u were alone when it happens so i figured...ok, writing? or god but nah maybe the devil cuz it seemed it left u in pain or something but then i thought maybe just wtiting itself
shouldn't say it all or it will be taken stolen by the Devil God's my only vacation