Fierce passion,
hunted with pure desire;
your intoxicating scent ensnared.
Honey words
wrapped me in snug warm wool
while your grip tightened around my throat.
You caged me
within purple and blue;
beaten and broken into despair.
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Adrenochrome
royalty wandered the dark swamps
Suffocated at Birth
ravaged minds saw my death
Whispers from the Scars: More Poems of Survival and Strength…
Bound in Darkness
blood spilled over the descending sun
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place
When Blood Calls to the Moon
I strutted in the presence of Death
Whispers in Miniature: More Micro-Poems to Discover…
The Cold Chain
it gleamed silver in the muted air
Naïve Boy
I always believed life would be fair
I Exist
to be rescued from this icy place