Covid Kisses

 

Covid Kisses in 

The Darke

+++++++++++++

mmm..

Covid Kisses in the 

Darke;

shit..

My Mask is Leaking.

How long before 

She 

suffocates 

My Heart?!

(Soon The 

Dead

will

All Be Speaking.)

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There's Angels 

In

The Corner Tweaking;

(Wary of 

the

Triple

Six.)

Father 

Grigori,

are 

You still 

Preaching?!

(tear down 

Your

Menstrual

Crucifix.)

 +++

Mmm...

The Hell 

I 

Bring

must be The 

Cure;

The..

Answer

To

Demonic 

Prayers.

The Pain You

Crave

but can't endure!

(A

Ghost of Life 

You

Meet in Nightmares.)

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Covid Kisses 

in

The Light.

Will

The Heavens erase

Me?

It's funny how

We

Beg for Sight!

(Yet hide from

Truths

All Others See.)

J.Stephen.H.

The lovely corpses

The Lovely
Corpses.
+++++++++++++

I picked you
Pretty Flowers
Today,

(see my love?
I told you I would
Kill For You.)

and you went
to work immediately...

pressing their lovely
petaled corpses into
your favorite book of
Verses.

(written by one of many
Versions of the Monster
I call "Me.")

Then you smiled your
Prettiest Raven Smile
that let me know...shits
gonna be ok.

(if not forever, at least
Temporarily.)

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Words like forever never
meant much from the
perspective of an immortal
Being;

but as the mortal "I " (who
Loves you Dearly) it is the
Most Sacred Vision that my
Dying Eyes Could Ever Hope
To See!!

(and YOU my Flayme are
The only sight in Life I deem
worth Seeing.)

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So...

Paint me pretty pictures
My Heart...

and
Resurrect Those Lovely
Corpses
so their Deaths Are Not
in vain!!!

Till Our Love Becomes
A
Challenge To The Dark!!

(which shall someday
rid The Soul
Of All It's Pain.)

J.Stephen.GodamnFuckin.H.

The night was bleak (but I knew thee love)

The night was bleak...
(But I knew thee love.)
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The night was 

Bleak..

but I knew thee 

Love!

Sweet Angel
of 

HeaVens Mourning 

who
(without affection)
broke 

my heart's Grim 

Yoke!

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And
What is 

This?

( you ask)

a 

Penny 

For 

the 

Devil's
Break 

With 

Custom!!?


Come...!!

Let us breath the fiery
Air!

And dance like 

butterflies
till dead moons spring
to 

Life in eyes that 

never
Spoke!!

(while dreaming
endless
deaths.)

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Twas easy to cast
the label "madness."

And strangle the infant of
My soul which sang 
The Tyrant Kings To Sleep!

But I am back now to
thus confess!!

How my love
breeds (in
thoughts)
Old secrets...

(The Dead 

shall
Never
Keep.)

J.stephen.H