Sunday, May 24, 2009


with your ardent beauty,

a distant shiver the heaven scent,
dragon kiss in the fire strorm.

Then snow on my lips,
and the emptiness hit me

in an endless nightmare.

I will feed from you,
drink your venom,
and through your memories
I will reborn.

Your ashes are mine,
like mine are yours.

Just give to me
the sweetest death
and never think again,
give it, now for forever.

© Diana Mistera 2009

Friday, May 22, 2009


On our bodies we share the same scar
something that we can’t grant.
This love...
moth to the flame,
in the perpetual fire,
burned to ashes
raise from the dusts

scarlet secret with crimson veil,
ancient sin,
eternal entwined within.

© Diana Mistera 2009