Devils Do Sing

Dark Poetry

 

Devils Do Sing

As dolor passions

Are felt,

Of lust and love,

Dripping petals of rose…

Their aromas to cherish,

Amidst angels and heresy

Their blood-

Blushing lips.

Two blind eyes-

Gaze upon you

Sensations of velvet

You feel on your tongue,

Hushing vespers of lucidity.

The sweetness of sunsets,

As dusk laden skies

Lay, twilight horizons

Of gushing ecstasy,

Drowning out the black.

The darkness…

Cozening so dastardly

As vertigo shines,

Flowing squalls

Of crushing sarcasm

Engulf you.

Hedonous love

Romancing your soul,

Promises kept…

But you don’t remember,

Betwixt the incognito

Splendor,

Devils do sing,

A shining gloss

Of envious sheen,

Emitting scarlet silhouettes,

Tranquil and serene,

Arousing you,

A subtle fire within.

 

Author's Note

Devilish love...