Cherished memories of what could be…

Art: my own, orkidedatter

.. Cherished memories of what could be..

Scent of desire aroused his
mating season.
New Year is the time when all wolves
go wild with their insatiable hunger,
and me as a weak shattered she wolf
is the only thing he
can’t have,
can’t touch,
can’t lose control by tasting her
salty skin…
can’t meet her primal urges,
can’t hear her mouths moaning,
can’t pull her upon a pine to make him
came more alive..

He wished for to chase her,
close her darkness,
lick her wetness with his long
blue tongue,
and plunge into a swollen lust-filled riverbank
with shivering
diamond pearls bubling over of
relief down his bulged carnal desire…

…and she was only his imagination…

-Lily-

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Love from Lily

The mask of flame

My own art @orkidedatter_artist

A closed world and betrayed by all.

I`m cold and freezing, no one to hold me.

I lose my mind, accustomed to the concept of

being sad.

They took my body, slayed my joy of life.

Masks of dark shadows in the night, beckon in

the moonlight.

A mind molestad by malicious madness,

tearing me apart.

My deathly demise seems to be my embrace to

a better place.

The wolf`s heart trembles in misunderstood

love.

The wings of the unknown demon strike me on

the cheek,

down my jaws to my spine and pain burned

like a hidden

love in disguise.

The mask of flame hunts me in the darkest

night, a ghost from

my past is back.

My heart is silent.

A beautiful silence in the middle of a black

storm.

A bloody fist, a broken mirror, my shadow is

laughing.

Peripheral view moved along us, made to be

broken.

Bats piercing my mind with toxit tears and

saliva.

I have no chance, everything is fake, cold and a

empty coffin

with human body dust.

My first breathe in this world and I was already

judged.

I am not a soul that is on a dead or alive

poster…

I am invisible and not worthy to breathe.

When the mask of flames ignite again….

RUN….

-Orkidedatter-