Sorrowful Head

Heavens abduction is unavoidable... With solace, I grant you my hand... My heart... My embrace... Bodies, voices, and hearts disappear from all around us... The moon knows no wrong... The sun beams in your presence... Life and pain have been lovers beneath the apple tree for all of time... Let's rest together within its shade... Continue Reading →

Loud Ghosts

The ghosts speak louder these days... Their voices help me see the ways... Beautiful light... Awesome might... Listen, now they understand love your life... They now know all of your human strife... -Madamchryzl-

Un-Real

In the world of Make Believe, I am yours… Positioned In Love… In a sphere of Pretend, you love me… Held tight in your arms… In a realm that Never Existed, I am real… A whole entity, undivided… -Madamchryzl-

Paint Me A Sky

Waves upon waves, Come hither the moon... Days upon days, Kiss me, Mister Sun.. Stars upon stars... Wrap me in your darkness... Blue skies upon blue... Grant days, cerulean and true... -Madamchryzl- Painting By: MadamChryzl

Mr. Machine

Oh, Please, Mister Machine... Tell me, what have you seen? Could you possibly, really foresee? What My Love, has done to me? Please, grant me fortune and love beyond... Nod your head, Oh! Wave your wand... My cheeks colder, without the kiss of my lover... My Eyes, have dimmed into a lesser color... -Madamchryzl-

Your World

Your World Your world will always be your own... Ripened fruit from the seeds that were sewn... Unapologetically your universe circles within its own galaxy... A world upon entering that had quickly taxed me... A glorious fortune of hurt encrusted within gold... A chest full of ache diamonds hardened by a heart so cold... -Madamchryzl-

Disappearing Act

My beloveds image slowly disappears each day I wake... I mourn the vision and rhythm of each breath he may take... His outline I am unable to hold... His appearance has grown less bold... He fades from my vision but not from the place where darkness beats... My four chambers is the only part that... Continue Reading →

Wrong I Write

Wrong I Write Wrong and right... Weak is might... Love to fight... Up all night... Distant sight... Rigid plight... So contrite... Eager flight... Held so tight... Failed height... -Madamchryzl-

Magnetism

Magnetism My hearts’ current is charted against its’ own tide… Faulty magnetism pull in waves from every side… Oasis Land, null of an “X” disrupts my course from the sea… My voyage ends at the shore of what you cannot see… -Madamchryzl-

The World That I Own

The World That I Own You float aimlessly around in my minds flesh… Just bouncing around in a world of thresh… To the left and to the right… You are there day and night… In a enticing world that I own… Your body is not yours, it is a loan… Escaping me is an impossible... Continue Reading →

Observation

Observation Running, without a place to hide... Quietly, drifting away with the tide... Eyes glossy from the nights of tossing and turning... Hands trembling in sync with the stomach churning... Head space that grinds on all gears... Feet that fret with made up fears... Generational concerns handed down within a pine box... Heart chained and... Continue Reading →

Life

Life Lives Life wants to live and that's all it wants to give... Death is not life's gift... Time packages it with His own hands... Along with Worry and all of Her demands...

Impatient Spring

Corn Flower Photo By Madamchryzl Oh, Nefarious might... Ah, Precarious light... Merriest of the night... A swing and a sway... Oh, Spring buds pray... Please love, do stay... -Madamchryzl-

An Amusing Heart

With my ventricles pulsing between your teeth... You tore out what I wished not to keep... Pink, purple, and red hues... At some point it used to beat with out the booze... Let it be my gift for you to use... May my lyrical heart rest with my muse... -Madamchryzl- Reluctantly Inspired

Brick Tomb

Your barricade sits higher than ever... Brick by brick the placement gets heavier... Your fate will become sealed within your walls... Your tomb will be too thick for us to hear your calls... -Madamchryzl-

Showman

Such a curious toy of flesh... What fun you seek to obsess... You're frigid heart tempts the season... Warmth escapes your every reason... Frosty words cast out your chill... Frozen blood renders you hard to feel... - Madamchryzl -

Garden Knome

I've scoured the astro-plane... For a realm that claims saine... I've reached the heights... I've defeated blight nights... Not a galaxy holds a home... None for a stone knome... Fade back to my garden bliss... Loving ignorance with missed tryst... -Madamchryzl-

Call Of The Crow

Call Of The Crow Photo By: MadamChryzl The caw of the crow echos within the valley... His watchful eyes do so, gladly... Feathers of midnight, as dark as my heart... Members of his murder await his call to start... Ravenous beaks find opportunistic defeats... Opportunistic beaks find ravenous defeats... The caw of the crow echos... Continue Reading →

No Kiss New Year

Invisible lips touched me in the midnight hour Fireworks bloomed as I dreamed of a May shower... Your hands danced across a clocks face... Strong and new as I dreamed of your bed in a warmer place... -Madamchryzl-

Engraved

Engraved Photo By: MadamChryzl Forever engraved within my grain.. Era's of growth marked in my hazel pain... Strong and withered, singed by flame... -Madamchryzl-

All I Have

All I Have All I have... Is your photograph... Crumpled beneath pillow... You listen to the sounds of a willow... All I have... Is your photograph... Still, yet remains a beat... Within my black walls of deceit... -Madamchryzl-

Naughty Narcoleptic Nymph

Grand displeasure tugs at my apron string... "Tonight, now? But I have so much to do." He stands there before me, almost 6 feet tall... His ghostly image lined within a Yellow Taped frame. Holding the shards of me together... My breathing turns heavy and I'm down on the floor... Alone in blissful agony, even... Continue Reading →

130-ish…

130-ish Your point has remained the same as day one... Your beautiful Mother raised quite a son... What terrific strength and power you hold... Oh such man! So big, burly, and bold... OH, you are just so far, tougher than I... I wonder, do those biceps allow you to cry... Through all that strength, does... Continue Reading →

First Round

First Round I don't cause a wrinkle or a sound…  My comfort stays low to the ground... Pay me no bother… My ruckus holds no honor… It’s just my insecurities, that I wish to drown… I'll stay quiet and you get this round… -Madamchryzl-

Mistletoe

Mistletoe Above a lovers kiss`s… Burrowing roots that run deep… Beholden, deadly bliss… Inch by inch, life’s breath it will reap… -Madamchryzl-

Soon

Soon... These memories shall be set free... As the mountains listen carefully... They will allow the clouds assume all... Soon... God will hear my call... -Madamchryzl-

Mister New Year

Mister New Year Oh! I do wish to hold you near... Secure me, please sir, hold me dear... With a soft breath, I wish to speak of my loving emotion... With a softer touch, I wish to ensure my sweet devotion... Oh! My dear Mister New Year... Please, carry with you not one fear... Renewal... Continue Reading →

Forgettable Me

Forgettable Me Forgettable me... Formidable me... Nothing to see... Unable to see... Choosing to be... Only to be... Forgettable Formidable Me... -MADAMCHRYZL-

Dear Santa…

Dear Santa... Could you spare some time for me? I have been acting rather inhumanely... So much so it is hard to see... I no longer know, where I should be... I no longer wish, to be me... Love has disowned me... My wish list is nothing but a plea...Upon, the New Year set my... Continue Reading →

Dysmorphia

Battered by reflection... To hate the mirror's reply... Held up by objection... To hate what the mirror's deny... Image of subjection... To hate the mirror as it will cry... Endless self rejection... To hate the mirror, why... -Madamchryzl-

Carte

The ticking echoes within a hallow cave... Echoes far beyond my grave... Harmony and chaos are the chorus... We dance among those who adore us... Feet of fire... Hands of desire... Fangs of sugar, taste so sweet... Your tongue, of meat... An endless hunger... Only served under... -Madamchryzl-

Narcoleptic Nomad Nightmare I

The Streets of New Orleans, generate it's own sound... The cobble stone still exist, and it's blood so profound... Howls and growls... I see it's teeth and the snares... I see the skulls tumbling, down Hell's stairs... Vampires and demons alike... Monitor their selection each night... Picking and choosing their victims with out haste... Innocent... Continue Reading →

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-

My Mighty Oak 2.0

Through the cyclones winds, you stand strong before me... Through the angry lightening, you remain barely singed... Through the drenching rains, you breathe your air safely... Your might keeps us in tact, though my storms batter us deeply... Your strength preserves our love when my weak nature is on display... Your strong branches cover me,... Continue Reading →

Your Voyage 2.0

Sailor, I can see the worries unfold in your eyes... Rough waters rule your golden river of lies, loud rings untrue winds... My captain, you must be the one to see it through... Sirens do not show what is true... Divert  course, manipulate your direction... Failure is not an option, it is your head that... Continue Reading →

The slip of your tongue tastes of silver. A scorched metal , with a cold after taste. The words you speak fall over like a silken lure. Aromas of time, fall with haste. Keep that fire hot, lest this was all matter to waste. -Madamchryzl- *Repost*

Re-occuring 2.0

I like to pretend that you know... How I think of you during the days and nights to help me pass the time. I imagine that you would enjoy hugging me from behind.  That you would wrap your long arms around my torso and breathe my scent slowly. Your heavy breath, O so showy. As... Continue Reading →

Flavors 2.0

I can not tell you the ways in which I would like to express my curiosities... I can not tell what your touch is like from that distance, and I would just love to closer our territories... Perhaps then... I could sense your vibrations, just maybe then I could smell your skin for the first... Continue Reading →

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