Pro-Create

weeping under these melting willows lay a man from worlds away... cleansing his soul, washing his feet in an  ocean of briny blood as to destroy the lost memory.. still lingering in each inward breath a drop of poison spoils his lungs, crushes his heartbeat remaining beneath boiling sunsets exists a land of happiness.... one can run to escape the horror,  rid themselves of hate or simply pro-create deadly to the senses, soothing to the touch, a seedling lingers, inciting a caress to kill the eternal smile, demolish the lasting shimmer... ...the sparkle in a lover's  eye dreaming away the darkness, absence of sunlight remains a faerie beauty from beyond the hills releasing the pain, compulsively rubbing her silk hands below a stream of liquid acid... ...candy coated demonic crystals tear away the flesh, exposing her soul so beautiful and pure...a wavering angel existing under the watchful eyes of heaven, garden of eve's lost lover flourishes one can flee from time , give death a rain date or simply pro-create a pessimistic cloud blooms above, ready to relinquish her fury upon the innocence below wandering child....so splendid, so sure born to royalty lifetimes beyond creates within himself a never-ending smile, planning ahead his next adventure as he slowly winds away the hours, watching the sun fade over the horizon... yearning for his few moments with destiny ...waiting for him sooner than he expects.... each passing second grates his happiness shedding the snowflake-thin layer of youth, decaying his mortal morals,  building a cement shell of anger as life will do,  for she is a tyrannt after your soul... ...ready to pro-create? Written April 27th, 2001 © on Dec 13 2001 08:02 AM PST, Nichole   18 • 0 • 9