03 August 2011

A lost sailor

Tenth floor of temptation.
Levitates as in a revelation and
A somnambulist seeker of the other side.
Looks to elusive alcove to hide.
Haunted by the volatile vampire.
A million doors to fake fire.


He is but a lost sailor in riverbanks
He is but a slave to red fangs
He but moonwalks the enigmatic stairs.
Looks timeless temptation in the eyes
And he is like how come
You bite me blood and I not dares.


And something nothing keeps him on
Show up or protrude my bone.
But the masky monster mirror
No sign of destination ever shown.
As he made love to no-face
Whose name he never known.


A million doors to fake fire.
Haunted by the volatile vampire.
Looks to elusive alcove to hide.
A somnambulist seeker of other side.
Levitates as in a revelation and
Tenth floor of temptation.


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