I am the recurring nightmare
that you jus had
for the very first time
which is to say
I will be seeing you again
nightly visits,
visions of
night terror
these things that go bump
I only visit in darkness
baby I'm the man of
your dreams
kiss me sweet
with your shining lips
that shimmer not with
gloss or lipstick
no make-up could make
that special shade
of crimson glory
Place your leaking lips
to me tender
for the last time
before you awaken
claw marks across
your sweat soaked bedsheets
It's getting hot in here
a boiling room where
our passions infuse
I'll see you soon my dear
I'm always there
waiting for closed eyes
I'm Craven you
I am literally burning alive
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