*~†~* Storm Wraith *~†~*
Once again the Storm has rushed in and out of
my life...
Leaving my emotions and my heart in a
shambles...
As I stand shaking in the Storms Wraith...
I wonder yet again at the power of it all...
It leaves as suddenly as it rushes in...
Leaving me holding onto a yearning I have
never felt before...
Looking into the eyes of the Storm, I wonder
at what secrets are hidden beyond...
How I long for that Storm to come again...
Yet all I have are but a few brief
memories...
Two slow moving bodies and the strains of
eerie music playing in my mind...
And a cold loneliness that grips my heart as
the Storm leaves me shaking in its Wriath...
Composed By:
Morticia Armand Malhavoc
June 21,1999
†©July 1999©†
†~*~† Storm †~*~†
In this crowded room, I sit in my solitude...
Alone in a dark shadowed corner, Slowly
sipping from a chalice, bitter blood wine...
My empty sadness proclaims to be my
companion
this early morn...
As my gaze filters through the crowd,
He
emerges from the shadows...
A sadened weak smile touches my lips; For
there is a storm
among us in these early
morning hours...
Gazing into his eyes as if in a trance, I see
the reflection of my emptiness there...
Of a sudden, eerie strains of music seem to
move me into his waiting arms...
As we come together on the dance floor; the
remainder of the room becomes obscure...
Together we seem to float around the room,
locked in a gentle embrace...
I feel his breath in my hair as he pulls
me
closer still...
I become absorbed in his
warmth as the storm consumes me...
For a brief moment in time my empty
sadness
disappears...
He moves me euphorically across the dance
floor, as the music plays on...
I lay my head on his chest,
mesmerized by the
sensation...
I feel his caressing touch as our
bodies sway
too and frow...
When all to suddenly the music's eerie
strains
come to an end...
My heart begins to pound as I anticipate
the
end that is sure to come...
As his embrace loosens, my emptiness is
standing ready to fill his place...
With a gentle kiss of his lips,
the storm
passes through...
Standing alone in the middle of the dance
floor,
I hang my head in sorrow...
And once again Darkness wraps its
gentle
wings about me...
Slowly closing my eyes in the safety
of my
loneliness...
My body trembles as it tries to recover
from
yet another storm...
Composed By:
Morticia Armand Malhavoc
†† July 25, 1999 ††
‹†›†‹†› She Will Luv Him ‹†›†‹†›
With a heart as black as the paper on which
she writes
She will luv him with an intensity that will
grip him;
Like none he's ever known...
She will embrace his lust and relish in his
pain
Though she knows she will never hold his
heart
Her determination drives her...
With pounding fury and a want to hold him
She will wait...
Alone in the night holding on to the sound of
his voice
How it pulls at her...
Falling into an empty bed, she knows
Through it all he will remember her
For even though their lips have never met
She will luv him...
While the delusion will keep him at bay
She will reach out to him
Pull him into the darkness that is her soul
There she will craddle him
Keep him safe from the harm
And the emptiness that is his heart
Will lay dead and unmoving
Yet...She will luv him...
In the darkness her passion will grow
Unwilling to be denied, she will take him
Deep into her moist darkness
Their bodies will arch and strain
She will take him to limits that until now
lay unknown
She will explode into a million tiny black
pieces
And fall back to earth
Where once more, she will luv him...
He will hold her close to that empty space
That once housed his heart
But soon he will go
Unable to understand why
He will run
And she will wait...
For she will luv him...
Written By:
Morticia A. Malhavoc
†© October 1999 ©†
~†~ Empty Soul ~†~
Shadows cast by the full moons light
She lights a single black candle and closes her eyes...
In a short time she finds herself lost
Consumed by thoughts and images...
Although the image is unclear in this foggy haze
He is there within arms reach...
She stares in awe at his tall lean form
Her one desire; to hold him even if only once...
Yet there is a sadness that holds her at bay
As she opens her eyes the image fades...
Such as with all that she holds dear.
The crimson tears that she sheds fall into the darkest reaches
Unknowing of the love that has died within her...
She cries, for all she has loved she has nothing to show
Only a tattered broken heart...
In her emptiness she walks through this haze
The light in her eyes fades to a dull remembrance of what she once was...
All the yesterdays that have faded away
For all the tomorrow's there is noting left to give...
With candle in hand to light the way
She slowly walks into the arms of her waiting fate...
Of which she has no understanding or compassion left to give.
For in this world of darkness
She is but an empty shell of what she once was...
Written By:
Morticia A. Malhavoc
†© 2000 ©†
