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Salvation.You need not walk in darkness,
I will set alight the world.

Thou Shalt Not Commit--have you ever been in the bed of a committed lover
when someone else's name is on your tongue,
and you saw him yesterday: that wallflower who drove
your patience past its limit, whose waiting hand
stretched you to the lengths of your intimacy until you cried
mercy? the man who loved your every interest, craved
the workings of your ideology, sought after your pacing mind
more than he ever witnessed your lust? and you think,
if i had been a more stable person then, i would be talking
the first words of my guilt: debilitating the trust
which does not come so easily but he wanted every broken
piece of it, sat around the edges of conversations whe

Hide and Seek With The DevilI have my mark on you -
so don't try to hide
from me, because - -
I will find you when
you want to forget.

I'm not done with
you by a long shot.

Sweet DisinterestSweet Disinterest
For Puabi
Walking arm in arm through the corridor
We do not stop to look
We see nothing but each other
For us (as for all in love)
That is enough
We hear the sound of recorded songs
Of people's voices passing us by
We try to ignore them and listen hard
Only to each other's words
She never sees a thing she wants
She tels me "Your love is enough!"
I must agree
Her love is plenty for me

Kiss the NightI have lost my heart to the man who wears black
His eyes tore my soul from my mind
A kiss in the dark and I was lost
One touch and my world became the night
He took my hands and we caught the falling stars
He held me as we painted the midnight sky
His love glows soft and true like the moon
My name is sacred prayers on his lips
I have lost my heart to the King of the Night
And my longing for him is eternal

Carnival GamesAcetone lips pinch a burning tongue
They trail across sweet nothings that dissolve into nothing at all

This empty body has bones filled with words
Sleeves filled with scars
and heartbeats in sync with punching bags.

This empty body is held too close, it can't feel the heat
losing the sense of acetone lips somewhere inside
someone else's thrill

Took a long ride to a place never called home
the faults are there, but look away
too afraid. too afraid they'll see the light of day.

The Two of UsThe Two of Us
For Puabi
My eyes can watch the flow of humanity
No longer han one hour
Without finally wearying and closing tight
As though to slumber
The effect of constant meandering
Seemingly aimless long the streets
The vehicles and pedestrians that pass me by
Are too many for me to number
At last i close both eyes and curtains
I lie down in bed and breathe deep
The soft, tender breath of her whom i love
Like a lullaby that sings me to sleep
In the end,
No matter when,
There will be
Just the two of us
Humanity has time limited
Our love has forever

ThunderYou are the thunder that hearkens the coming of my lightning
You are the right hand that holds my sword
You are the one I entrust my scarred heart with
The guardian of my feelings
You are the inspiration to keep going
To not back down, and to surpass all mortals
Aurum and argentum pale in comparison to you
The pentagram and crucifix cannot separate us
Hatred has no power over us
Together, we are stronger than the adamant will itself
And together
We shall be thunder and lightning
Forever together

Four Thousand MilesFour Thousand Miles

One body of water seperates ours,
But they say,
Home is where your heart is,
I'm already there.

There isn't a moment,
When I am not yours,
And you are not mine,
No matter where we are,
So what's four thousand miles?

I would chart a course,
Around this world,
To be with you,
And will.

Why waste time?

You are the missing piece,
Of a puzzle,
With no sharp edges,
You fit in perfectly,
Fixing me.

The lights in the sky,
Shine just for us,
No matter where we are,
So what's four thousand miles?

Versos enamoradosNunca olvides que las sombras
prueban que existe la luz,
y mi alma entre tinieblas
exige que existas tú.
Cualquiera que me leyera
cual contrarío te vería,
por comparar yo luz pura
con la tiniebla infinita.
Mas esa mi intención no es
solo quise agradecerte
que ilumines mi penumbra
para no caer inerte.

liceum i inne klimatygdy go widzisz pot spływa ci po gardle
słowa stają się nieważne powietrze
wypełnia wnętrzności łapie za gardło
dławi jakieś pożądanie czas staje w miejscu

nawet gdy on nie zwraca kompletnie uwagi
gdy mówiąc do ciebie patrzy gdzieś tuż obok
a ty zaglądasz mu ciekawie w oczy całujesz w myślach
dotykasz patrząc patrzysz wyobrażając sobie dotyk

i tak bez końca czy ma włosy jasne czy ciemne
oczy zielone niebieskie czy brązowe ciepłe czy zimne
ciało idealne bądź mniej za każdym razem ta

DepartureI haven’t said a word to you
In years uncounted now
But just a picture of your face
Sets my heart a-flutter.

To kiss those lips again,
What I wouldn’t give
A night of freedom and forgiveness
To hold you in my arms.

Your eyes tell me stories
Only I would know;
A longing to remember.
I want to feel your heart in mine,
Feel my body tremble.

I’ll have you in my dreams,
That’s true,
And I’m comforted by this.
I know your heart misses mine too,
Oh baby, what I wouldn’t do…

Mixing Thoughts with Blood One second was all it took
Crying out in pain and desire for solace
She could see that nothing was left for her
It was all going to be over
Or so she thought...

The blood ran out of her veins
In a flow of red waters luminescent in the night
No one was around her, no one cared
She would be alone for eternity
Or so she thought...

A tiny light, just a beam
It did not know she could not see
The life beyond what she was living
Was just the darkness left within it
Or so she thought...

The blood runs slowly down her face
Her eyes start to dull and glass
This scene playing out does now create
A sence that she was already

A Knight's OathI swear on my blade
That I shall protect you
From any evil or holy power
I will be with you through darkness and light
Never to forsake you
Never will I take my hands to harm you
Nor shall I cause you pain
I shall be your pillar
Your enemies shall hear the cry of the eagle
The wolf will howl
VAE VICTIS!
Never shall you fear me
For you are my princess
I will be your sword and shield
Always faithful
I swear on my blade
I swear on my honor
I swear in blood
As a knight of darkness
I swear this oath to you

will you knoware you happy
that i have started
writing
again?

as you always say i
should

you've put me
in enough pain that i have
to,
now

are you happy

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by ~vermilion--vermouth, Nov 5, 2011, 12:55:33 PM
Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse

_{i have painted my loneliness white;
make no mistake.
it hides itself beneath my skin
and if i try very hard i do not see it.
only in the quiet moments.

you are a teacher
in the art of forgetting -
already i have forgotten
how to breathe.

air is as nothing.
you are in my blood.
i need to sleep to wake up but i can't.
you promised to return -

when? when? when?
i miss you.

i saw you today
and the words in my mouth
blew away with the leaves.

you whispered loving artifice
against my skin in the stillness -

"¿soy una puta, verdad?"
"sí, eres la puta más linda del mundo."

and i am yours beyond all doubt and reason;
only say that you will return.
i will wait here
so that you may seek me
if only in the quiet moments.}

to an errant loverby ~vermilion--vermouth

Literature / Poetry / Romantic / Post-Teen (Mature) / Free Verse

_{* "I'm a whore, right?"
"Yes, you're the prettiest bitch in the world."

two weeks of scrabbling for time to be with him,
and then he's gone for a year, to Afghanistan.

when? when? when? i miss you.

also uploaded on my alt account, ~dietcocaine.

all work contained herein is copyrighted.}

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~waffles301 Nov 6, 2011 Hobbyist Writer

Beautiful. Just. Beautiful. It's rare to find a treasure like this.

~vermilion--vermouth Nov 6, 2011

_{Thank you so very much.}

*parchmentgirl Nov 6, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

This is wonderfully written. Your imagery works so well within the struture of the poem, really painting the picture of the emotions and the scene. Yet you allow enough room for the personal situation to be adapted and viewed from another perspective, opening it up to so many more readers. This is not easy to do and it is done very well here in my opinion.
I love the idea of the lonliness hiding, it's a brilliant analagy and one that many people will have felt. Those moment where you realise that you had managed to forget your sorrow for just a little while, yet it still returns when you are alone and quite. It's not often I see work where the writer does not just focus on how pain can swallow you completely and forgets that some people have to work through it and do. Once again well done, its fantastic to see.
Finally I love the juxtapose between the (spanish?) and the english. Unless the reader has looked in the artist notes, or knows Spanish this phrase would remain a mystery to them. The slightly crude language adds a demention of reality to the work, though I'm not saying all relationships are surronded by such wording.
You have created both a personal piece but also one that can be applied to many people. I really enoyed reading it and I look forward to maybe seeing some more of your work in the future.

*I can't actually use critique so I just used a comment, hope that still works and you find some use in this review*

~vermilion--vermouth Nov 6, 2011

_{Comments are the most wonderful thing I can get from people, to be completely honest, and yours was absolutely amazing. It was in fact Spanish; courtesy of a good friend from Argentina. I'm thrilled that you enjoyed my writing; my poetry is very personal because it almost always stems from personal experience, and I think that that is why it's easy for others to relate to what I write about.

Thank you so very much for taking the time to read and comment, it really does mean a lot to me.}

*parchmentgirl Nov 6, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

you're welcome

!AnotherNerdOnline Nov 5, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Really a great poem, kind of matches my feelings at the moment.

~vermilion--vermouth Nov 5, 2011

_{You don't have to answer that if you don't want to. XD}

~vermilion--vermouth Nov 5, 2011

_{Thank you, I'm really glad that you like it.

Mind if I ask what's got you feeling like that?}

!AnotherNerdOnline Nov 6, 2011 Hobbyist General Artist

Just a girl who's on my mind. The situation isn't exactly the same as in your poem, but it made me feel the same as my current situation.

~vermilion--vermouth Nov 6, 2011

_{Ahhh. Well, I hope things work out for the best, whatever the best might be.}

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