Friday, October 26, 2007

Soul Collector


Soul Collector

Surrender to me my desire


I will not let you fall


your blood is all I require


that's all


Let me taste your mind


it won't take me long at all


I can set you free


no more misery


in that twisted


mind of imagery


I left my tomb to be with you


my appetite for your soul


just grows and grows


Let me be your sweet escape


I lust for your liquid life


I can control almost anything


but not to save your life


let me have my fill


just for this night


with one


little


bite



copyright 2005 by shyloh

10 comments:

Alex said...

I rewrote it and stored it in our pumpkin. As long as you get there before the stroke of midnight on Halloween you should be alllllll right!!!!!!

Dax L'Amour, Ph.D said...

OK, I'm in. Where do I sign up for this treatment?

shyloh's poetry said...



ALEX I have a trogan and lost everything on my computer. Sorry. Please send the link again. I just got my computer back over the weekend.

shyloh's poetry said...

Michael B. Dycus, Ph.D said...

OK, I'm in. Where do I sign up for this treatment?


Ha all is free!!!

Alex said...

E-mailed it to your "g" section. Let me know if you've got it!! I had a few typos in it that have been bugging me!!!

Alex said...

I took a guess at your "g"----. If you don't "get" anything, e-mail me at cookie_973@hotmail.com (if you still can stand me after figuring out dashes and ""!!!)

Alex said...

Don't forget to file your flight plan for tonight (Oct.31st!!!)

Marc said...

Very sensual.

Anonymous said...

Good stuff. Actually, your image of the lady of fangs, looks much like someone I use to know! HEHEH! Good stuff her lady.

Hope your computer is recovering and you dispatched the trojan! They can be sneaky little critters! I've had my share, but no more!

Later...

QuotenUnquote said...

sexy and eerie ...enticing