Manic Mirrors

[Revolte]

You beautiful ghost
howling my name
in whispers and booze.
How I long to wed you
and make you mine,
how I long to touch you
and feel your skin,
how I long to kiss you
and taste your tongue.
Oh you beautiful
beautiful thing
in your dusty dress
(that you left last year
in the middle of Lonely Street)
before it was even yours.
How I long to lay you
and know your secrets,
how I long to kill you
and drink your blood,
so I may become you
instead of simply staring
into the reflective glass
that shattered into shards
the night our eyes met.

[Jerrybaldy]

I am all for a dark love story. Liked the heartbreak hotel reference too .

[MystyrMystyry]

^Agreed. Some cool imagery too