Poem -

Crimson kisses

Within the thickening of the mist
Naked flesh transects
Crimson kisses upon thy flesh
Light and darkness intermesh
Sucking away the pain and sorrow
A feverish corona does he feel
As a horrific scene
Empowering does she heal
Scraping away his scares'
Amongst the surrounding trees
Trapped once a deathly disease
Exploring his innocence
Ripped out mind of components
Trying to comprehend
The dart of the beginning
And poisoning end
Tapping on the window of his
Cruel contentious world
Evaporating every thought
As dust begins to pearl
Gleefully it shines his soul
Though the fragments in the trees
Transfusion of a light
Barring him his knees
Sickness was of darkness
Her heavenly kiss upon the mist
No demand
A rightful transpire
burning desire
Pouring out his sorrows
across the crimson earth
The moment of his madness
Became his day of birth
As echoes haunt the falls
As waves of rippling tide
Come no more the darkness
His heart is open wide
Stuck a knife of light
Between the eyes of sight
Fell the kingdom of sorrows
Within her hearts delight
Soaking up to venom
within her sheltered light
No single drop unstill
River turns to black
Seeking the whistling bird
His sanity is back
Kiss upon the mist
where crimson angels prey
Sucking away the sorrows
Where only devils play
Opened his heart of coldest stone
Reclamations of her own
Not to reap The darkness
his soul had one condoled
Boiling now her blood runs black
As roses begin to grow
Harrowing the shadows
The mist can only know
Devouring the fleshly scares
amongst the trees
Dipping drops of heaven
down his bended knees
Dwelling around his feet
Kissing away to sorrows
he cries his holy pleat
Darkness null deplete

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