riding black
thoughts of you
july third
a haunting muse
we tango in fire
wandering far from here
i play in freedom
death of a love
we form from morgues
tranquility
endless words
nudity
i sleep from within
tears from you
the darkness i used to consume
i wade in heaven
bathe in hell
paint you black
so no one can see you
but the one who painted
you
black