I miss the sound of siren <br />So sweet and alluring. <br /> <br />I miss the drumming Hurricane. <br />So fierce and destructive. <br /> <br />I long for the iron claws of griffin. <br />Hard as diamond and deadly as Gore. <br /> <br />And i thirst for the juicy milk from the river of death. <br />So soul quenching and agonizing pain. <br /> <br />I'd take on all these things <br />Rather than miss you. <br /> <br />Cuz you ate my heart, dipped in my blood and chewed my bone <br />And wiped your bloody lips with my soul. <br /> <br />Forgiveness is far for you, my love. <br />It is gone along with winter mist.<br /><br />Murasaki Hikari<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/winter-mist-part-2/
