http://www.franzosenbuschheritagesociety.org/Histories/Hillside/QueenOfHeaven.jpgThe phantom Hiding behind a mask of despair Breathing cold dark moist airA symphony of love lost Which only I can hearIvory keys in which I touchA riff upon a lovers thrustBlinded by my deformities An outcast that they fear The beauty in which the others will not seeUnderneath my skin it shall beLooking in the broken mirrorsUpon my organs veneer by candle light I do playA red rose to give her some day! enchantment a symbol Roses in bloom with leather stems Blood red passion upon every limbWith thorns of joy consoles from withinThe chains of serving , the bond to themThe floral enchantment a symbol of their lifethe thorns of consequences as they learn from strifeThe sweet aroma ,the pain it forsakesAs They both step upon heavens gate DreamingSearching for a loving touch Silky passion I missed so muchDreaming of the souls that meetTo walk upon a moon light beachWishing for a kiss so fare Fresh and crisp like the winters airHeated like two candle lights With harts beating throw out the nightWaking with the morning sun Making me feel like I’m twenty oneI hope and dream that thing come trueI don’t want to speed my life searching for youOne hour missed is way to long I opened my eyes and poof you were gone.Art.Poems.And tats.Great stop on in ./www.mstags.com" target="_blank">Courtesy of MsTags.com">http://coloradobdsm.org/