From: Lestat!@yabbs
To: all@yabbs
Subject: Fair Black blood
Date: Mon Jul 25 16:12:34 1994



The message the moon the cocoon
my blood is on your shoulders
remember your shoulders

give me more more more love sex green hellish blood
im sick sick the end around your
shoulders
die soon, die lack of oxygen
I remember her lips
blood red lips
open shoulders
screaming hyenas bark
spurting blood
black and wet
the tile the mask the cocoon the roller coaster ride
hashish the pandoras box
my style my lies
mention it
fair black blood on a wet street
fangs glisten whitely
am I depressed?
style fair tired , 
,my dear when in the night I meet you
I will kiss your bloody lips
make you tenderly caress
I caress
your shoulders