Homeward

I drew these circles from Limbo.
As my BloodLust spilt from the dawn of day.
To feed the Gluttony of your heart.
And sate its Greed for misery.

Hearts of fire...

The devil’s in the climate…

And as the winds of season’s change blow.

The dry dust filled air settles…

On the bloodstained lips of Judas.

Hearts at War I: Tyne Cot Ypres Salient

TBA

Hearts at War I -- A series of Rallets.

Hearts at War I is a small series of Rallets.

Beauty to dine for... (Mon morelle, Belle La Dîner) Part 3

Plunging myself over her court’s edge.
As if serpents coiled around the moon.
My neck noosed…
To die for the taste of her nectar.

Beauty to dine for... (Mon morelle, Belle La Dîner) Part 2

I shall pluck the flower of beauty.

From the garden of her loins.

As my hunger for her...

Turned me from angel’s will.

Beauty to dine for... (Mon morelle, Belle La Dîner) Part 1

Child of the gods whispers to me.
By her gasping moans...
I feel the Devil take me by the heart.
To awaken in me a lust so deplorable.

Beauty to dine for... (Un régal pour un vainqueur)

You have laid your gaze upon my banquet.
Eager eyes neglecting grace.
And at my dinner table coveted
The festival to the very end of you.

Beauty to dine for... -- A series of Rallets

Will be a small series of Rallets that yield somewhat the same title.

Rebirth

Ther'ith lie Eden here my love.
For in presence of God tis't bloomed.
He forged by starry skies & parched earth...
A flame, red by sight & warm to'th soul.

Rising

This is not exactly a piece.... just random, a thought if you will.