bloodcreature
12-15-2006, 06:38 PM
Zombie Lovers
by Daniel Malone
My love for you accents my death,
rot and stench is your every breathe.
I loved you dead from the start,
because there's no beat of my heart.
When we touch you're decaying flesh falls,
I enjoy how your maggot's crawl.
Making love in morbid disgust,
because our loves' not a grotesque lust.
We would hug without struggle or strife,
if sticking out of my chest wasn't your knife.
by Daniel Malone
My love for you accents my death,
rot and stench is your every breathe.
I loved you dead from the start,
because there's no beat of my heart.
When we touch you're decaying flesh falls,
I enjoy how your maggot's crawl.
Making love in morbid disgust,
because our loves' not a grotesque lust.
We would hug without struggle or strife,
if sticking out of my chest wasn't your knife.