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I knew better
than to tamper with her youth was wiser than falling for her apparent charms but I let myself go, swimming in wings of my frigid butterfly, I let myself delve into the depth of her though I can't say I let her delve into me, because I knew it would end like this before we spent that first night, when I buried a tongue between the silken folds of her inferno's chamber feeling the steady rise of her bones frail structure to meet the wonders I freely gave I opened her eyes to the infinite possibilities of an understanding man's warmth, my careful manipulations teasing sombre supple flesh into an intricate dance beneath my pleasing palms tender touches leading to the brink of rapture, falling ever so slowly into the peace of sanguinary slumber, awakening hereafter with deep seated longings for my arms around her willowy waistline claims to need forever more packing my ears with sweet candy so I heard naught but her panting breath upon the arch of my shoulder and I let myself be deafened though my thoughts battered at reasons door I am too used and bitter to fulfill your sweet fantasies my cobalt diamond, my core has bled to fulfillment for the one I shall die with her face etched into my bleeding orbs of eyes this is as surely known to me as sun's rising over azure horizon's pitiful reaches will commence once more on the morrow yet I wandered into the crimson sunset trying to prevail upon my demons building the resources I needed to give youth's beauty all she needs set sail from my heart and home roaming the dry dusty roads of the utterly desolate and unknown, stood in glows of foreign streetlights whiling away times torrid troubles bottle in hand and smoke in other retreating from the bright basking to hide tears in the welcoming shadows And then I returned finding her need gone fierce longings wilted fraudulent faiths strewn across simpering sidewalks her ears falling to the deceits and judgements found within my old nest, the very nest of vipers that I found stagnant, a vilely vulgar sect that threatened to choke the remnants of compassion through bleeding bones I knew better than to tamper with her youth, knew her sight wasn't folded in the layers needed to be the woman I sought her to be, she wasn't wise enough to truly seperate truths from deception I lay now losing myself within the glints of a barrel contemplating what could have been done and what should never have been led into conception and as I stare transfixed within the youth's image, I find this lovingly cold curve of trigger is giving me an erection © Aaron Mader
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On Sunday May 22nd, 2005, NikesRain (1512) writes:
each time i read this it takes my breath away and bits of my heart with it, yet i can't not come back...you're an outstanding talent luv
On Tuesday December 28th, 2004, sIo (895) writes:
whoa...just whoa....this an amazing walkthrough of what most would never even be able to experience. amazing piece, just incredible.
On Tuesday December 21st, 2004, Valentine (513) writes:
I will never know how you do it, Aaron. *bows to your undeniable gift*. I am speechless, truly.
On Monday December 20th, 2004, braindead_poet (585) writes:
woah...... this..... was astonishing! I..... can find much relativity in the hallways of this achievement. You write so seemingly facile. well done... bdp
On Monday December 20th, 2004, TheProphetUntold (349) writes:
A dazzling story, I usually do not read 98% of stories through. This is exceptionally good. However I did not like the end. But all together good. +T.P.U+
On Monday December 20th, 2004, indefined (726) writes:
If you didn't like the end prophet, you won't like the rest of my works :) just giving you fair warning.
On Monday December 20th, 2004, K_Love (701) writes:
Beautifully painful write. The words here struck me in the heart. Wonderful and brilliant write. Well done.
On Monday December 20th, 2004, weheldhandsattheendoftheworld (122) writes:
i always wondered if the people who hurt me ever thought about it and regretted it on nights when they were all alone with their thoughts...
On Monday December 20th, 2004, weheldhandsattheendoftheworld (122) writes:
this gives me hope that they do.. though i hope they dont end up playing with guns over it.. but that was a great shocking ending. wonderful...
On Monday December 20th, 2004, NikesRain (1512) writes:
i'll say again luv, beautifully done. far from previous work, yet still filled with the intensity, passion & consuming imagery and feelings that your work always holds. Everything begining to end flowing so easily.....
On Monday December 20th, 2004, NikesRain (1512) writes:
and yet it knocks you across the room and into a wall. pardon me while i remain here on the floor gathering shattered pieces of my heart. Amazing work you've done here luv.
On Monday December 20th, 2004, Lotophagi (459) writes:
as always you have created something beyond simple poetry..... this is a remarkable piece and quite different to much of your other work, fantasically evocative, lovely uninterrupted flow and rhythm, and the imagery is just superb. The dirt and I are awe
On Sunday December 19th, 2004, purr_verse (1483) writes:
marvellous write; thick with emotive imagery (of various sorts), excellently expressed. the ending coldly powerful, crafted perfectly. Outstanding.
On Sunday December 19th, 2004, Rain In The Willows (876) writes:
oh god Azza you knock me off my ass so easily...this was erotic, yes, but the full meaning sinks into make tears fill one's eyes...you know I'm here if you need anything...
On Sunday December 19th, 2004, tears of decadence (225) writes:
wow! this was completely ... lovingly erotic, and painfully sad, i could feel your emotions rising and falling throughout this. and the ending...hah! brilliant.. im so sorry, it always saddens me to read things like this.. that some gurl would draw you t
On Sunday December 19th, 2004, tears of decadence (225) writes:
draw you to the point of the trigger.. im so sorry aaron.. *tears*
On Sunday December 19th, 2004, Northstar (462) writes:
azz...this piece is magnificent--the theme, as you know, resounds within me and grabs all of my senses--you take me into your world through this piece--beautiful doesnt begin to describe it...perhaps luscious is better
On Monday December 20th, 2004, indefined (726) writes:
Okay i'm going to clear something up. No, I'm not suicidal. The gun is mental, people, the gun is mental.
On Monday December 20th, 2004, Rain In The Willows (876) writes:
lol, I figured as much...but mental guns are a bitch as well...
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