This is, as you know, a gallery of the flesh, sweet tender flesh, and your PAIN is our PLEASURE....
So go ahead, EXPLORE young one, you have an eternity...
A dream lies dead here. May you softly go before this place, and turn away your eyes, nor seek to know the look of that which dies importuning Life for life. Walk not in woe, but, for a little, let your step be slow. And, of your mercy, be not sweetly wise with words of hope and Spring and tenderer skies. A dream lies dead; and this all mourners know:
Whenever one drifted petal leaves the tree- Though white of bloom as it had been before and proudly waitful of fecundity- One little loveliness can be no more; And so must Beauty bow her imperfect head because a dream has joined the wistful dead!
DOROTHY PARKER
For more on my darkside...
Take me to the Gothic picture galleries!
Literary works and Gothic poetry
"in Black and White"
hell...
(the weak hearted do not enter...)
"The Love/Hate Connection!"
(the Gothic Dominion's very own 'personals' page)
more site awards
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Mail me with any comments or suggestions - or the puppy gets it !
also please send gothic photographs to fill my gallery, poetry is also welcome!
(if you not brave enough to write me, please a least sign...)
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