The secrets of you from the depths of the abyss.

Let the darkness swarm let it snake across my naked skin in the morning light as gold dust spills across the contour of my hip. Let the darkness reign. Let it seep through into my heart and blacken my  beats as the abyss calls to me.I’ll dance bare foot with the devil himself to feel you against my skin and breathe in the scent of your soul. Hell’s flames have nothing on my fires that burn at the mere thought of your creation. So let him come for my soul as my dying breath becomes the essence of life the very breeze that tickles the cherry blossom petals as they float aimlessly through the skies of tomorrow. Let him take me if having you is the damnation of the universe then hell was always home calling my name on the darkened streets. Let him take me, your soul consumes the atoms of my beating heart as the light of the world becomes my illumination, as the realisation becomes me that every word created in the past of unknown worlds, was created for me and with Grim at my side I will whisper into the universe the secrets of love, the secrets of you.


Karen Hayward ©2016

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Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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