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Click hereThere are so many nights in which I crave your touch, your kiss, your stare upon me.
That when all else fails to hurt me or bring me to my knees to the evil night,
That only my craving for you tears a hole in my heart and soul.
How is it that love is all that should be able to soothe ones heart and it hurts so much more?
It is because love is every emotion, it is hate as well as it is passion.
It is everything, it’s even you and I.
It is our soul that binds us together as bad times pull us apart.
It is our mind that comforts us as we die slowly in each others arms.
It is our darkness that seeps into our blood as we bleed out our fear of death.
It is the bullet that enters the heart as we seek for lust of hate.
My dear, we are both evil and good as we love each other now.
We are both the Grace of God and the Spawn of Satan as we love each other now.
We slay those we hate as well as give them our kindness as they lay in their graves.
There are so many nights in which I crave for you touch, your kiss, your stare up me.
There are so many night in which I do not sleep,
All I do is die before you in my daydreams,
On my knees before the darkness and the light.
An interesting prose piece that seems a bit wordy and has a tendency to wander.
I really like your poetry, and this poem particularly grabbed my attention. Excellent work.