Gen, he was a lion,
always sitting by my side.
Protecting me from strangers.
Seems he lived to bring me pride.
When he went away,
was like a part of me had died.
He breathed last breath while in my arms,
for weeks I sat and cried.
Jin jin was a rascal,
but a loving friend was he.
He tried so hard to be by side,
he too, was part of me.
Laying head upon my lap,
with sigh from pleasured chest.
He waited for me to get home,
then took his final rest.
Jin jiao was a friendly pup,
he loved the whole world round.
He'd worry when things weren't just right,
but silence was his sound.
Yet even though a quiet one,
his love spoke to us all.
I held him close, he took last breath,
and answered his last call.
Tuppy born from Gen was older,
even when a pup.
He couldn't see me very well,
but knew just how to fill my cup.
He'd say his piece then go lay down,
he knew he filled Gen's place.
He lived the longest of my boys,
I'll ne'er forget his face.
Now my boys are black like night,
they both have filled the part.
While Ozzie is a grumpy sort,
he loves with all his heart.
He sits himself upon you,
and weighs the most of all.
When he goes to maker,
I'm not sure that I won't fall.
Mushi is a spoiled child,
but one you can't deny.
He looks at you and says he's cute,
with sparkle in his eye.
I hope to go before he does,
because his soul's in mine.
If he should pass before me,
I think I'll end my time.
For those of you who know true blu-er
friends cannot be found.
Than ones who have four legs,
that choose to follow you around.
These parts of me who've gone
from body, stay within my sight.
They comfort me when darkness,
hides 'hind every ray of light.
The love they give me somehow,
makes life easier to take.
Each time one of them passed away,
they sent someone to make,
the sadness leave inside my heart,
tears never rid the pain.
Of losing closest friends,
forever grateful I'll remain.
That I got to be the one they loved,
they all have made me smile.
Though, when they left, the emptiness,
brought tears for quite a while.
I leave these words so you will know,
those friends who gave me love.
With hope that when I go,
they'll be there with me, up above.

The monthly abyss is upon me,
the depth that I've sunk to is deep.
I stare into darkness before me.
My dreams are all black, counted sheep.
I can't seem to see any beauty.
The world is all dingy and grey.
All thoughts are a drip from a faucet,
with my life slowly draining away.

Try as I may to raise myself,
always seeming more trouble than worth.
My burdens grow heavy eyed weary,
each movement feels like giving birth.
The drip,... drip,... drip,...drip,... just
tears from my eyes as I weep.
Stillness around, there's no other sound,
'cept the snore of the boredom of sleep.

I know the feeling will fade with time,
yet return when the moon's full and bright.
So, I sit all alone, hearing breath like a drone,
giving love to the no ones in sight.
It will be,... a thing that is me,
this lonliness breaking my heart.
Watching stars as they fall, filling moon for you all,
till the time comes for me to depart.

Come dear sweet and place a kiss, upon dark lips of mine.
The kiss will turn into embrace, our bodies will entwine.
You'll feel strong arms around your waist, and gentle hands caressing,
they'll leave you with fond memories you soon will be confessing.

Embrace will turn into a grasp and rubs will find their spot.
Clothes will fall unclasped, and certain places will get hot.
Anatomy will harden searching objects of desire.
My mouth will lose your lips and move to quench your burning fire.

Once your pleasure finds it's mate, your fingers claw, hands clenched.
You'll shudder and unleash a cry, your thirst not quite yet quenched.
my evil now inside you, heart and soul will now be mine.
and you will be quite satisfied from tasting love's dark wine.

Yet since you are a good girl, now you'll need be clean and pure,
So you will go to church to tell the person with the cure.
Although we all know good girls melt when bad boys are around.
They want to go to heaven when they're six feet in the ground.

Bless you dear oh we have sinned, but it was worth the price.
I'm sure the priest will gasp at words confessing what was nice.
You'll break him in a sweat as you describe the acts of fun,
Because he'll have to realize that I'm not the evil one.

While in his box he'll take his hand and make the sign of cross,
Lamenting from your giggle that the church had one more loss.
He knows that I have won another battle for a soul.
He'll say to do hail Mary's till your buried in that hole.

Until that time has come dear sweet please place another kiss,
and maybe I will get to hear what God has found amiss.
The sound of breath in pleasure that will end in lustful cries.
and I will count another free'd from all his silly lies.

To think that acts of pleasure have to be the things of sin.
Tells me that the evil one is God, who cannot win,
with foolish lies of jealousy that I have owned the rights.
Of trysts of love that happen under starry moonlit nights.

Some may think it horrible,
when wicked fly the night.
As bat on fluttered wing,
abhorrent screams,
bring me delight.
My ghoulish grin shows sharpened teeth,
as I transform when lit.
Though darkness is our day,
because, the sun hurts eyes a bit.
A pierce upon your neck may startle,
and appear to frighten,
But slowly you succumb to fate,
your skin begins to whiten.
And as the blood drains from your heart,
it's beat pounds out last drop.
No longer will it drum refrain,
now silence is it's stop.
But let me add that death,
no longer knocks upon your door.
See, you are mine, forever,
staring blankly at the floor.
Until I come for dinner and
your eyes will light with life.
And though in not the legal sense,
I've taken you for wife.
The marriage, though quite forced,
is one that always fills me up.
But you will be quite drained,
though tryst won't be what empties cup.
A life forever has rewards,
and as the sun light rests.
A moon will rise, you'll wake,
to feel my leathered wing on breast.
Your open arms, be filled with sighs,
I'll feast and leave you sated.
Then whitened face will turn to earth,
your stony gaze masks smile elated.
As rose will wither in the vase,
and bitter turns old wine.
So too will everyone, but you,...
forever young, forever mine.

A starry night, I sit and write,
the full moon's rays upon me glow.
The words come deep, as you all sleep,
they're meant for you, I hope they show.
Inside each ray as you all gaze,
upon same moon, as I now see.
A little lot of love put there,
and you should take some, as it's free.
So everytime you peer at moon,
you'll know what I have put inside.
When all around you seems so bad,
that sadness makes you run and hide.
The love I put is always there,
to fill that empty lonely part.
If you will put it deep inside,
it's medicine to heal your heart.