Crimson Kiss

Scent of nervousness
Sensing I'm threat ... to your inhibitions
I know tenderness
Or is your mind set on superstitions?

Light's far to the East
The bright moon can illuminate instead
Here, there is no beast
Only the fears you dance with, in your head

Your skin has a taste ... like blood
Honeyed on the lips ... like love
Just a brush
Sweetness, hush
Let me calm your heart
Don't worry
There is no hurry
Nothing eases panged flurry
- like a crimson kiss

Give yourself, willing
My mate, beloved,... tell me we're alright
Go with pulse-spilling 
And I'll take you each and every night

Your skin has a taste ... like blood
Honeyed on the lips ... like love
Just a brush
Sweetness, hush
Let me calm your heart
Don't worry
There is no hurry
Nothing eases panged flurry
Nothing eases fanged fury
- like a crimson kiss

(the dark has much beauty,... share it with me)
(the dark has much beauty,... share it with me)

© Kay Irvin

Halloween

More than a knee-jerk reaction
More than a dimpled attraction

(Come to me) ... she's not right for you
Pretty, Summer tart seems brittle
Maybe an overdose of sheen
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

More than just a growl in the breeze
(I am) ... more than fiery tease

(Come to me) ... she's not right for you
Do you crush for Princess Sunshine
Or do you crave Witching Hour's Queen?
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

There's a reason why ghostly season is clever
Nothing here can die and I'll haunt you forever
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

(your) Trembling fingertips, crimson black ribbons
(my) Bloody-kiss lips, (Sweetness), you are forgiven
For turning-on to the ideal,... buzzkill maker
No one could be faker, she's so not right for you
Her fleeting brush aims fickle play
But my hooks tickle every day

Come to me, close, so close, so close
A razor couldn't slip between
Welcome to darkness
Come and lose your soul, fall in love with Halloween

(c) Kay Irvin

Feeling Through The Dark

Such swirling to the edge of madness
Such tense, boney hands and tortured mind
Numb and unassuming is a mask
Just a soulless darkling there to find

But all the times so repressed have torn
And a lion from the lamb is born
Feeling through the dark

Shadows cast to a 4 am wall
Contorted when the night terrors splay
Those tired, mired hands thrash like claws
Those crooked shapes scrape demons away

From all the times so repressed ... roars warn
And a lion from the lamb is born

Dark places, condescending faces
Come rushing, crushing, mocking lost hopes
Finally, once more
I am at the end of my ropes
Feeling through the dark

Oh, call down the courage
And the lion lives
Don't give up, don't give in
Ready the bold spikes
Let the fight begin
Again and again
(again and again)

(c) Kay Irvin