hearts rule
feed these flames he said to me.. i, strung upon mirror after mirror and refusing those words, fell aside with other shards.. the further we roll around, the more depictions bleed thru these sheets we lay. they recommend rolling in the needing graces.. familiar voices return, we are forgetting everything right before and up to these moments. his eyes burned as embers thru the thickness, his darkness swallowing entirely.. as far as corpses go, in father's eyes we are just friends & lovers. there is no need to further improve our disgrace.. around concentric circles our pretty girls danced, their moonlight spells gave way to hell's spectacular entrance and we became as the gods were: utterly powerful and wholly unsatisfied.. in my ears love ridden hearts sway easily to the hypnotic effects of his infernal machine, its diabolic sounds make pleasing rhythms. blacklights from the maze burn skin to bone, and bone to ghost.. she lay gently amongst the barbs, her seductive sounds masked the magic she spoke, his blackness struck far & true.. we are losing everything and becoming with the abyss.. still calling us thru this veil, their voices repeat the requests.
our lovers and our killers reside forever in our hearts, their beauty being a narcotic passion.. my tears flow evenly in their absence. even now, in times of fuck & play hearts rule.
