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~For Whom
The Bell Tolls~

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Dec 23 1998

Dagon my oculissimus aura epoptae....::a sharp clench of missing him winces her gaze:::......I finaly grasp the fitting phrase..and time wont let me catch up.......my body ...mind...and soul...chaoticly saturated by the distraction of you....."ohh what I would give to see into his eyes at this moment"..::a sultery whisper shapes her lips::........your words simply will not release me......::her fingers clutch over her heart......curling into a tight fist...as if she mimes the action to stop a throbbing pain in her chest::.........::a dazed and confused mumble speaks her thoughts .. her eyes shift toward Arch .....as he clings to her fore arm....his glassy pink eyes blink back on her:: old friend....I think I have gone quite mad.....how could I fall so deeply.....tis maddness indeed....for I have not spoken to...nor looked yet upon his eyes.......nor felt his arms about me...nar even a brush to his lips........I....have not even been graced with his voice......yet all these things....I know of well...as if I had known him my entire life...... ::her long fingers send a stroke of her nails over his corse white fur......the wiskered twitching of his nose upward at her....as if to say he understands completely...sends a bubbling laugh through her...she grinz as she turns to jest in repose of his statements...them leaving her so much closer to solving the riddle of him..as she grasps to the pieces he tosses astray before her::::..................The heated scenario I glimpsed of the knife throwing....was far from just a statement....::a sinuous curling tugs at her grin:: ....that glimpse was a fantasy...Ahhhh..oooo and such a thrilling one indeed.....Perhaps...when and..... "if"???...::leaving the ponderance for him to souly muse over::....I should think..that scenario/Fantasy would be one for the history books....upon our first glimpses of one another .....and to put your mind at rest ...no...I do not mean ~half~of what I say....I mean ~100 % ~ of it......I am driven by the few thrills life has to offer...ennui has never set well with me....I can not sit still long...nor would I ever wish to..........I find as I read through your leaping of faith answers to the questions that shade my subconcious.......I slip and slide..sending a ....crack in the ice......as you have seen through me...my thoughts..my wants...my wishes.......::near trembling fingers sift back through her hair....clearing her vision......Arch balancing in her movement...scurrying up her arm...snuggling to her shoulder::......

.Another thing that besights me..is your mention of the band you were in....~Perfect Stangers~..I must confess I found out a few days ago that you were in a previous band..yet I never knew the name...nor did my relinquishing thought...at the very moment that particular song struck me...recall this to memory......years past...Rainbow...Deep Purple..and Dio...had always been among my favorites..that song imparticular being my all time favorite from DP.......Waisted Sunsets from the same and Holy Diver/Dio ...a close run for second......and of course Knocking at your Back Door.........and the thought of Fate troddens across my mind...as it seems you and I continue to seep further into each others physci.....::drawing her eyes shut in the thought...wickedly grinning:: Ohhh .....how I am drawn to ....you....::she presses aloud in a whimper...then a laugh hits her::....I was so driven by my thought of you and I being the "Perfect Stangers: ..that I tore through the contents of boxes that have been sealed for some time now....just to listen once again to that song......although a few of the lyrics escaped me in time....the ones that brought me to the inspiration ..that you and I are the perfect strangers...remained in tact..................................

Can you remember... remember my name?
As I flow through your life
A thousand oceans I have flown ooh
And cold... cold spirits of ice ah ah
All my life
I am the echo of your past

I am returning the echo of a point in time
And distant faces shine
A thousand warriors I have known ooh
And laughing as the spirits appear
All your life
Shadows of another day

If you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain perfect strangers

Auh I know I must remain
Inside this silent well of sorrow
A strand of silver hanging through the sky
Touching more than you see
The voice of ages in your mind ooh
Is aching with the dead of the night
Oouh precious life
Your tears are lost in falling rain

And if you hear me talking on the wind
You've got to understand
We must remain perfect strangers...

This tune fit in my mind for the moment...all save for the chorus of....We Must **Remain** Perfect Strangers...............I certainly hope this will not remain to be true !! I reflect once more on your answered questions of mine:: smiles softly:: and I have to say..that none suprise me....you seem to appear more and more...just whom I had dreamed of.......let me in turn *insight* you with a few wonders you may have..........

~I was concieved somewhere within the taudery grips of a long and lusty love affair......... ......where...well I only obtain this knowing glance ......that it occured in the dense fogs that slither and creep upon London........My Mother being of some distant Royalty....had fallen into this affair it seems while her husband was away for a lengthy bit of time...something to do with the ranks of the royal gaurd.......affraid I assume..is the reason she took an extended Holiday to the west........I have wondered what those months where like for her.......at any rate..she placed me for adoption upon the day of my birth....where the beloved arms of my Mother and Father took me up......::a glittering sparkle of gladness lightens her gaze::~ ~Always the curious, daring , bright and unstill child that I was......my Mother opened the world to me....anything I wished to attempt or challenge was offered in welcome ~

~My first memory of this life....believe it or not..are of riding a horse....somewhere around the age of 3.....my dear uncles farm.....a hot summer....a vibarant Arabian that refused to be broken.....yet...(so I am told) when I was present in his sight...he became the most gentle creature they had seen........a rolling smooth canter.......tight arms wrapped about me...in joyus laughter.....the russle of the leaves from the surrounding suger cane fields.........the reason perhaps I hold such a great affinity of the beasts......they posses a settling affect over me.....as well as I do them ...so it seems~ ~For a time the asspirations and promise of a world class gymnist besought and prized me yet a wild and rebellious bout of ending teenage years lead me in a thousand different directions.~

~Adreniline Junkie~

~I am a natural born extremist..a thrill seeker....I can hardly find but only a few here and again that are willing to tempt the fates with me......::sighs:: that being such a depressing thought at times.....how can any "wish" to live tempered...::shakes her head slightly:: it escapes me.....anyways....... I toy with the gods in fun....in any chance that crosses my path.....only a few times have I truly delved into the

*skills and talents* of these rushes from the mundane.....those falling into such catagories as.....White water rafting...my most memorable.....mainstreaming a duckie(being an only one to two man raft) down a raging river ..running approximately 62000 cfs...at 12 ft. above level flow....in a ripping thunderstorm...that taking skills ..::laughs:: well that ....luck....and having a natural opposition to kissing the rapids rocks...........skydiving...snowboarding....repelling.....rock climbing....(especialy waterfalls)..anything that has to do with the water draws me ....Jet Sking being another I have a passion for......parasailing.....and I love a good wake/boogie and body board.......I would be here forever if I went on......and Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there are so so so many more things I want to experience...if given the oppertunity......if it makes my heart race...and threatens death...I love it.....nothing dares me~

~A semi-acomplished fencer~

~I have never been circumcised~::shrugs:: perhaps because there is no need::giggles insanely::

~souly created...passed...and sold...my first Federal Patent at age 20~

~I have a a belly ring that has a ying and yang charm on it~

~I am well known by another name ....."Trickster"..for I am the Master of pranks.....::grinz wickedly::~

~I lost my virginity at age 19 also...my my my...this is getting interesting~

~ I have to smile at the comment you made of ..bluntness and wit to you humor......we once again sit upon the same throne in that regaurd~

~Once comfortable........I am a very strong...independant.... thriving...outgoing....thrill seeking....unabiding....unabated .....mischievious......off the wall.....spontainious....

comical.....serious.....mysterios....woman~

~I also would find dying in my sleep to be the Ultimate let down......flying 150mph on the back of a bad assed sport bike..with the wind ripping at my hair..and causing my eyes to water...in the sight of brick wall.......as the brakes failed...or ripping the cord to a tangled shute......or ::grinz :: the unsteadied throw of a glinting sharp dagger to just the wrong pressure point.......anything except the expected.......I would truly feel cheated from life if I died passivly~

~I have always been fascinated with and well versed in the unknown...from the supernatural..to quantum theory~

~I LOVE Music !!!!..........only a few bitter my taste..those being country and elevator ::laughs:~

~I have always been extremly independent.....taking the world on alone..many times...as I do now......sometimes to much for my good I think~

..................I would greatly enjoy and love to know more !!!..................

 

~~drinks it alllllllllll in~~
*and is still parched*

ohhh........I related Lenores requests to Arch.....he wishes her to know..he is all caught in a flutter by her....::as she winks to him.....he stands perfectly strong in his balanced stance upon her shoulder...his favorite hang out......his chest near bursting in male pride as she speaks on to Lenore of him..looking very debonier and ...errrr ummmm....hold on just a moment::as she leans in toward the motioning Arch...listening to his whispers.....she pulls back ...in a mused laugh ....shaking her head to him....Alright alright...very well...if you insist Arch...although I do think Lenore is far brighter than to believe you are tall dark and handsome.....considering you are only near a pound....white..and well ok ok..Ill give you the handsome part...that I can agree with.....turning back to the screen:::......at any rate.....he is a very bright and affectionate companion.......far far wiser than even allgernon::rolls her eyes slightly as she is being coaxed and coached from him on her shoulder::........the story of how I came upon this great wonder..are well...near tragic.....about a year ago...I went to the pet store as I did every two weeks to retrieve a fine meal for my Ball Python "Saken".......who has recently left us......well anyways.....Saken decided this feeding day that he was going to go into a hybernated state...I had just moved up into the colder climates and it was winter.....he was not use to this...so he curled up and refused to eat...and the rat I dropped in ...had the most guts I have seen any of them have......he actualy hissed and spiked his hair up on his back and by the night fall....Saken had pressed his way out of the cage in fear of this "Ballsey Rat"...I was amazed...and beside the fact that since Saken did not make a meal of him....I took to him instantly......he naturaly has run of the house..and behaves very well in his freedoms.......as soon as he hears me at the door...he scurries to greet me....hiked up on hind legs...awaiting my attention...a better friend I could nare ask for......he also is a virgin.....having waited his entire life for the likes of one such as Lenore.......he would very much ....so he tells me now.....like to sweep her off her feet in a whirl wind romance..........Arch sends his love to Lenore..............................as well I send my love to you. When you spoke of...she feels she is the ying to his yang...I nearly toppled off the chair.....as that is "my" symbol...I mean that by.....I have always had an infinity with the meaning that falls behind it...unity...oneness...passion....infinity....the completion......::smiles to him:: and something you said before reminded me of this very symbol...." the circle will retain its symmetry"......the funny thing is about 1 month ago..i almost got a tattoo of Ying and Yang.....I currently have non..nor do I wish to decorate my body with them....but I thought it would be cool... I was going to get one about the size of a quarter on the back of my upper neck.......something stopped me though..and I learned along time ago to go with my initial reactions...so for the now...no tatt.....................

I wonder if you realize..how each passing day only creates a drive in me...to want you more and More !!!...this strange cross of paths...at times ....I think is more passioned in words..than some in touch...::spites a lustfull wicked smile of contempt:: ...although..I have this sneaking suspicion that our felt touches...would send the rictor scales off the chart ssoooooo high that they would feel in austrailia..,.....for the now..I can only blazingly imagin....eroticly fantasize....and seek for solitude in my starving hungers of you..............the thought of you wanting to quinch my deisres ....is like being chained to the Rack...a heaving wrench..that sends my body into torcherd dripping trembles of pleasured pain.....the pleasure being the thought of you quinching me....and I...::a warm lick wets her lips::...quinching you..........................the pain....not even being able to lay a shuddering finger upon you..::a soft growls ripples over her ::.................Alas...such a shame

I have not as yet been able to listen to you resite Poe...ohhhhhh if you only knew how I have tried and how many people I have gotten to help me try and achieve this goal......even a good friend of mine that is a designer and artist for Microsoft ..could not seem to unfreeze the page...after the options of ~Raven~ and ~Anabel~ come up....I can't get it to budge....and I have all the hardware...proggies .shockwave...etc.....??...so I am at a very painful loss... I have at times layed awake in rest..just longing to hear your voice....I would know it if I heard it..of this I am sure .........I hope you can shed some insight on my delima .

Time slips away again from me.....Untill next.....Mmmmmmm::such a soft sigh::......Have the shadows about you retained a deeper darkness...more vivid perhaps....more....surreal...do they jump to life just out of reach from your veiw......if you have not noticed...perhaps you should look more closely.....I think if you lift your shades..you will see me there...watching silently ...biding my time ...almost slipping into the tears of insanity....untill the moment I can slip upon you...stealing your breath away in the sweetest of deep kisses...............::evily grins::

::softly hums ...luring him ..in peaceful whimsy of his melodied slumber::

You know I can't resist
I got a need for you
Please baby..reach into
Your kindest mind
Tell me what I am going to do
If it all comes down
Down on me

*I am sure you know to whom the credits belong*

::turns in tune...to sing lightly the whimsy that will fill her dreams this day::

Blue on Black
Tears on a river
push on a shove
it dont mean much
joker on jack
match on a fire
cold on ice
a dead mans touch
Whisper on the street
doesn't change a thing
wont bring you back
ahhh baaaack
Blue on Black

 Sweetest Nightmares Love

~Carpe' Noctem Aeternus~

~Azling~

::her eyes just at this moment falling to his newest puzzle piece....her mouth waters...as she curls her knees up..wrapping her arms tightly about them with a grin..settling in for the ride...as she cant wait to have her "Cage Rattled" by him again..and to discover him all the more::

 

 


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