Writer Ghost 👻

There was something I needed to do or was it just someone that had come undone. As await night fall I feel the need to feed on you my love. Your beauty haunts me like a habit I once wore. Yes I miss my beautiful whore. She led me down a path of destruction and desire for which I can not recover. She turned me into what I am, a creature of the night. I search endlessly for her scent but now I'm wicked and bent. Will you be my lover tonight or no more than a meal I can't digest. Come to me my love and feel my desire. I to am lonely and for hire.

When you love the wind , you should live by the ocean.

The pulse of the Earth. If you listen really hard you can feel the trees speak aloud. Mother Earth will swallow you if you lay your body down. There's freedom in the sky tried to grab it but it was much to high. The birds sing a sweet melody for those who will stop and listen. Dew drops from heaven always seem to listen. The pulse is still there for people hear they just need to listen.

Stolen Youth. There are many like me,who's Youth was snatched from them not even knowing it was happening until it's gone. So I bleed for the abused,rapped,mistreated ones whom were made to believe they were not worthy of love,tenderness and care.For you all I dispear.I carry the cross and it's weight.In heavn we have a date.Its then we will be given the chance to play and dance.This world holds so much tragic beauty.Its hard to sleep with the weight of the cross bearing down upon me like I am lost.

Bonnie meets Clyde. Have you heard the legend of Bonnie and Clyde and how they went on that final ride, There lifeless bodies bullet ridden and torn. Some say they died that day but there souls live on. People forget they were lovers from the day they meet. A crazy couple who were both born under the sign of pisces. Passion ran through their veins as they rode on their murderes rampage. As the story goes Bonnie would blow Clyde as they illuded the law so Clyde could feel the rush as he raced through the night. It was told that they were so bold that she rode Clyde in a bank vault right a top the money sacks they stole while Clyde juices ran down her leg. A chemistry they had. Pisces to Pisces was just too much.

Dec 7th. A day that will live in infamy. Our native soil was attacked buy a worthy foe. You can see the carnage down below. A sucker punch thrown from across the sea. We rallied and commenced the battle. This country stood as one. Women played a vital role as our boys never run. A lesson I thought we had learned until 911. The souls that were lost never to be forgotten. On this day our flags at half staff a reminder of history that has passed. Head my warnings to one and all we never know when we will get that call.

What a beautiful mess. I have searched for a thousand years to find a way to happiness, content ment, Love, and tranquility. I see it in her eyes that shine like the stars above. I can feel the love. All of this so new to me and so strong! so you say what could be wrong?I have always been too young to old and even to bold. I have spent my life in a terrible mess trying to get it off my chest. It is I and I alone who must forge fowards to be my best for the one with the big chest. I dedicate this to my BABY BABY BABY.

The Three Men I admire most. The Father, Sun, and the Holly ghost. Didn't take the last train for the coast. They are here with us and they stand mighty and tall. Watching while a tear drop falls. They can be found under the board walk or on 39th and vine trying to spread peace and love throughout man kind. California dreams, or walking with a girl with love in her eyes and flowers in her hair. See if you believe in forever you know they have a heck of a band. When they touch you, you can see the real reality. The signs are here if you choose to see the second coming for you and me.

Purgatory. As I set in my dungeon with a wine glass in my hand and ponder the cobwebs in my mind.I feed on the thunder that tortures me so. So it is now at this pivotal moment,I see it is I who holds the key to set myself free. Free from pain and the thing called purple rain. My time is now way over due, for now its time to collect from you.I set out on a ride that would make the headless horse men fret. I am coming to collect.you know who you are sad but true, this broken soul is coming for you. In your dreams I shall be as you wake in a terrible sweat, you will regret the deeds you have done as you pray for the morning sun. I once wore a tag BT BONE.It was bestowed upon me by a gypsy lover. Out of the smoke and ashes I will rise for one final time to rape the land and pillage your soul.I will dance and be merry while you quiver and shake. The Time draws near for me to take what has been taken from me all these years.

I said now baby baby u know how to treat me just right. Your eyes sparkle like stars each and every night. I said my baby baby when she squeezes me so tight I just want to explode, you know I saw her down In New Orleans she was looking so fine, I nearly lost my mind. She's a hard loving woman, she's a special kind.

I8 and life to go. I've danced with the devil and laid with his wife. I've even been stabbed with a very big knife. I've watched people destroy their very own life. The misery it's caused reaches far and wide giving you no where to hide. It tricks you with its comfort and warmth next thing you know,your in the morage,crying out for the lord.

Rainy Day Love. Can you remember your first Love? One of the strongest feelings you can get from above. When you get older you become a shade less bolder. Love has come calling but you can't help falling. It's odd but beautiful, it hurts but feels so right. It will wake you up at night. It's strong and scary to give your self so completely. As it grows or if it dies it will do things to your insides. It's a funny thing to be blind with your eyes wide open. Both must give there love completely and sometime's discretly. If it's not nurtured and caressed just so, it will wither like a flower in the frost. It will go down with the setting sun never to return as it begun. Some say if you have two true love's in your life, You are lucky beyond a doubt. To have known Love and joy is a valuable lesson. It is not something one can manifest, it must grow in your chest.

Madam Moselle. The only way I could have her was in dreams any other way was impossible it seemed. I waited till she was fast asleep to enter her room their she lay in a full moon. I swoop down upon her my mouth to her neck I tasted her blood so tasty indeed. I ran my hands all over her until her hips began to rise and fall. Her flower swollen and begging to be touched. She moaned with every stroke she received.she wanted to be relieved. But I can only have her in her dreams.