It Would Be You.

It Would Be You If there would be somebody, it would be you... Oh, so, tragic you... But, tragic me... Blind eyes see... What I cannot... Through trembling thought... Contradiction paces a beat... Neither can defeat... Solemn is my swallowed heart... Gazed upon torn apart... -Madamchryzl-

Limerence

Limerence My favorite tool of torture is you... I nibble on history's words sent at two... We had no direction... Only such discretion... Oh, such a need... Such a void to feed... Come hither, my favorite ache... I hold close, every decision I make... You are a wound I choose not to heal... You are... Continue Reading →

Low Lying

Your low lying fruit, hung freely... Your love dangled before me... Dripping from dew kissed lips.. My heart will always miss... Your love... -Madamchryzl-

I Waited…

"Indian Bayou" Photo By: MadamChryzl I waited for you... With my eyes to the night sky... I waited for you... The stars watched and sent me their tears... I waited for you... One by one their tears fell around me... I waited for you... I cried, "I am a fool." I waited for you... The... Continue Reading →

Foolish

Foolish What a gluttonous savage I have been... Dreaming of love and what could have been... Fantasies and fairy-tales are bound in pages fit for bookshelves... Buried in hallow graves that they dig for themselves... Thy words served cold with a shot of pain... Warth down the throat, with the wooden hint of disdain... My... Continue Reading →

Wished You Were Here... Backslide... I wished you were here today... Landslide... And all the days before... -Madamchryzl-

Hypocrisy Hypocrisy is in love with time... It knows what it does, and exactly what time to flee... Honor is not something that will not follow... There is no honor in hypocrisy... *Madamchryzl* *Revised*

What Do I Do With You

Crocus Flower.. Photo By: Madamchryzl I could... Maybe cut you into a few pieces and shove you in a box... Even for me... That's rather unorthodox... I could... Write your name across my chest like a jail house tat... Giggle, I wouldn't do that... Or... I could have portrait of your smile painted across my... Continue Reading →

Snow Globe

Somewhere in this life's infinite space, we can love.. There once was time, when our existence was beautiful enough to be captured within a glass bubble blown to circumference... Suspended in liquid with glitter and snow... Overlooking the rest of the world on fire, we could hold each other safely. *Madamchrzyl*

Photo by Bryan Geraldo on Pexels.com The Fray Lying with your ghost keeps lonely at bay; Oh how I long for it through out the day. Many worlds stand in our way, leaving me ravished for slumber as the sky falls into the gray. Oh Mr. Ghost, please say you will stay. Please hold me... Continue Reading →

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