Necrophiliacs

They say we defile the bodies of the deceased,
but we pleasure them in the afterlife.
They say we debase ourselves and our names,
although we have no names to tarnish.

Passion, Sex, Fiery Eyes

Each word she speaks,  lives filled with emotion.
Her body moves, like the flow of the ocean.
A shape which fits her character so.
Her eyes that glisten, all richly aglow.

With her hair so smooth and lips so soft.
It isn't what moves her up to the  top.
The top of the pyramid of lovers.
Who all (at a time) once loved each other.

Inside her, is a love that could never die.
With passion, sex, & fiery eyes.

Bound To Violence

I'm not a victim,
I'm just violent.
I won't be ashamed,
I won't be silent.

I hate, I fight, I scream, until...
accepted.
Only to control --
my desire to kill.

Kill for thrill,
kill for credit.
Call the ambulance,
get the medics.

Break my own bones,
bleed my own blood.
Celebrating the forceful...
emotional flood.