Stargazing

I shared this on my Instagram but felt like it belonged here. Another freestyle. Hope you like.

Poem & digiart by me @PoeEternal

I saw him stargazing
The way a painter stares at a blank canvas
What wonders were revealed?
Did he see me barefoot on my tippytoes reaching for his lips
The way clouds summit a mountain?
What hour caught him off guard
What did he find?
Fragments of my soul written for him in rhyme?
Did he see us moving
Like starlight in the sky?

© Delia Ross. 2020


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After Dark

In my lair

Nocturnal mistress
Tell me about all the things you hate about me again…
Absolutely no filter and me as of twenty minutes ago
Where most of the magic happens (or crying)



After dark is my favorite time
Tell me do they fill the places I’m void in you?
Do you think you could ever love me too?

Yes? No? Maybe?
Am I only loved in half light?
I always dream of you xxoo
So goodnight, sweet dreams…

Le Vampyre

No vampire balls or masquerades
Depression can last for decades

Why do you leave me but never leave me? Why do you pretend that you don’t need me? Why is it, when I cut you, I start bleeding? Why is it, when you cut me, I start feeding?

Age 410
Ich habe hunger
I’d apologise for being a bitch but…
But these mortals get what they ask for…
These are my classic dracula style fangs, but I have other sets that make me look a monster. Halloween soon. Nosferatu season. Dead like me.
Famished
Feed me

Twilight

Tuck me into twilight
Let your lips touch my dreams
Your love is the skylight
And hopeful are its streams

The Moon is a spotlight
Where you can find my love every night
And every star in the sky –
The amount of times you made me sigh

I love you through all eternal
I will always be your angel
Unto you I will be faithful
This love is yours to cradle

© Delia Ross. 2019

Ten After Sunset

Pain after sunset
denial and regret
It’s now ten after sunset
you haven’t admitted anything yet

Blame during sunrise
But never a tear in your eye
Aim for shock and surprise
It’s so much better when they cry

Shame morning and afternoon
You’ll catch him singing the same ole tune
Same lying up under the moon
He wasn’t born with a silver spoon

© Delia Ross. 2019