A Killing Rage

The Lust for Revenge

Kylyssa Shay
Who knew the dead
could travel through time?
My loins feel the thrust of him
where his blade marked the way.
A cold steel caress
across my breast,
an indelible print
from his hand.
I ache to feel him
under my hands
helpless, choking,
thrashing.
My face feels the blood of him
as stinging heat
burning in my eyes
like long awaited tears.

Published by Kylyssa Shay

Kylyssa Shay spent 18 years as a professional floral designer and has aquacultured marine life for fun and profit. Ms. Shay is a freelance writer, an atheist and an avid life-long learner with unusual life e...  View profile

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  • 3lilangels5/19/2008

    ;-);-)

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