Bring me his heart, my darling little bird, bring me his heart and recount to me his every dying word!
Bring me his heart on barbed wire, make sure it is still bleeding. Leave his eyes in so he can watch my ravens on him feeding.
Bring me his heart my rouge humming bird, thrill me , chill me with his dying word!
Did he beg for mercy the mercy he never once showed me . Did he crave forgiveness or did he show shame
or was he just sorry that he had been caught out once again.
Give me his heart my beauty give it to me right away, I wish to suck out every drop of blood from it, this second right away.
I want to chew it and rip it and feel his blood run down my face. I want to spit out and grind its torn flesh with my heel.
I want to stamp on it and jump on it and feed it to the birds I want to grow again I want to know again how the triumph feel.
Feb 23, 2013 @ 20:35:15
Ouch! Just a little upset, are we? Remind me never to piss you off, my dear…..
Feb 23, 2013 @ 20:39:29
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Feb 23, 2013 @ 20:54:50
It is it is!!
Feb 23, 2013 @ 22:41:57
‘Recount his every dying word’ – ugh! macabre!
This is a very violently emotional piece, Willow. I hope you feel better… calmer…
It is really good – and of course, the image perfect.
You know, through your poetry, I never know quite how you are ON THE DAY. You feel a lot in different directions in your poems, and I just wonder how you are today. Doing well, I truly hope.
N.
Feb 23, 2013 @ 23:02:00
Thank you for caring Noeleen, today hs been a good day
physically not too good but mentally great. These last two poems are excising old ghosts. It feels good. I am off to bed now. Life is not a bed of roses for any of us. If someone tells you different they are a liar. At this moment I hope to sleep I am so very tired. I hope your roses do not have too many thorns I am fine love to you and Daniel 
xx
Feb 24, 2013 @ 22:45:02
I love your site… thanks for visiting mine so I could find yours! You have some great pictures too. I always try to give credit and link back to artists if I can find out who did it.. Several I’ve gotten from Pinterest or Indulgy.com. A few are my own, but those are pretty obvious… LOL. You are welcome to use any picture I have if you just link it back… no problem.
Sorry to hear you aren’t feeling well, hope things get better soon. Thanks for the kind words for my mom, she has had a couple of strokes lately so is having to have all types of therapy, but it’s the behavioral changes I’m having difficulty with, but all we can do, is all we can do. Right!
Feb 24, 2013 @ 23:36:47
Yes all you can do is your best and be patient. I shall be following your blog as I do like it and I want to know how your Mum is progressing.
xx
I am okay really just one thing piling up on another right now, plus the icing on the cake is raging toothache and it is 1.35am so I have a long wait for any treatment!! never mind worse things happen at sea. In fact I have weathered worse!!
Feb 25, 2013 @ 09:57:57
I love the art that blends with your passionate writes (~_~)
Feb 25, 2013 @ 10:13:30
I am always pleased when I find the art that fits and that is why I always link it back. Thanks for your support Art! xx
Feb 25, 2013 @ 14:15:07
Ahhh………..the ghost of loves past………..and yet, they never actually leave. We can never miss what we don’t love………..so hold it, cling to it, wrap your words around the memory of bliss. Love this, Willow. ~ Bobbie
Feb 25, 2013 @ 15:51:23
Thank you Bobbies I’m glad you like it.