Ok, new poem.

P.O.V. Piece.....getting into Gerard's head is much scarier than you would even think, but somehow I am sorta-kinda pleased with how this came out.....maybe.

"She Smells of Death"

She is a vision that startles you
The smell of burning leaves, exotic cigarettes
And blood
Death
My sweetness, lives death
She is my damnation, my destruction
I have fallen to my knees, repeatedly
Cutting myself to please her
Carving un-yielding flesh
My baby, she likes it when I scream
She is paler than melted snow {and harder than nails}
The darkness in her heart cows the mantle of the night
Shadows bend to her will
And so do I, when she crawls into my coffin to sleep
My lover, is a fucking corpse
She is piercing eyes {a wolf} and sensuality
Justice and bloody hands
Stiletto-heeled boots
That steal my breath
My angel, she comes from hell
She is a star that burns with a certainty
And I am a slave
To her macabre whims, her wild desire
And I proudly have the scars to prove it
My girl, likes me better on my knees
She is a dagger to the heart
And I scream in ectasy {and agony} with every twist
I can only watch, mute with rapture
As she fills a shotglass with my blood
My Darling, is a vampire
She is a 9 millimeter to the back of my head
An explosion of love and guts, desire and skull fragments
Her pale skin splattered with blood
She means buisness
My Everything, is a loaded gun
She is a Femme Fatale {If you get off on girls that crawl out of open graves}.
Bloody lips, bruised hips, and black lipstick kisses
A corsetted Siren
Laughing at my sinking ship
My Mistress, is my un-doing
She is a narcotic, mainlined into my collapsing veins
A opiate of white skin, black boots, and garter belts
The headliner of some death cabaret
With Absinthe-laced breath
My Desire, is a fucking addiction
She is arched backs and breathless whispers {Oh baby, I want you...}
Bitemarks and blindfolds
A morbid doll
Of blood, chocolate and blackberry lip gloss
My Princess, is your worst nightmare
She is my dying breath
Rattling, shuddering sighs of demise and longing
Untouchable
But God I want to {every inch of her}
My Sugar, is suicide
She is the sweet thrust of desperate hips
And I will
Lie
Steal
Or kill for it
My Precious, is a sin
She is a half-drowned Shakesperian heroine
Ghostly spectre
Black hair laced with water lilies
Bones bleached opal
My Goddess, is a ghost
She is purest black sugar
Melting on my tongue
And like a kid, I can't get enough
I'm such a greedy motherfucker
My Fairest Maiden, brings the kiss of death
She is creepy October and crypts
Masoleums and memorials
The carved angel
That stepped off a tombstone
My Living Dead Girl, smells of death
She is murder and mayhem
Rubies, roses, and razorblades
Sinister
Where I rest my head
My Valentine, is my sweet revenge