🦇SeñorCementerio🦇

Música, literatura y sentimiento gotico / Que los dioses sean quien sean tengan piedad de vosotros

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

Autumn Nostalgie - Esse Est Percipi (Full album) https://t.co/s4aJ3X53t0 vía @YouTube

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

¡Te recomiendo que escuches este episodio de iVoox! BUSCANDO EXTRATERRESTRES EN CHILE.

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[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

@melaput0pela 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️mucha suerte

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

Katatonia y Shallow The Sun estaban en mi desván

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

@Soraya538724 A la rica crema

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

Tambores de guerra !

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

SUNKEN - Lykke (Full Album Stream) https://t.co/IXMz0W2CAj vía @YouTube

[🕯️VΞLДS У PФΞSIД ✍️ @VelasYPoesias]

En la catedral vacía
danzamos despacio,
tus manos frías
dibujan mi destino,
prometimos amarnos
más allá del espacio,
donde la muerte misma
se vuelve cariño.

𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི𓊆ྀི❤︎𓊇ྀི

[Vampiresangellv @Vampiresangelnv]

Welcome new stalkers! If you would like me to stalk you back, let me know in the comments!

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

Mi carne te necesita ¡!

[🌘 𝕸𝖎𝖉𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝕬𝖈𝖍𝖊 🌒 @MidnightAche99]

𝕾𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖎𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖔𝖔𝖉𝖘

There is something in the woods tonight.

I hear it
where the black pines gather,
moving softly
beneath a moon too pale
to follow.

When I walk,
it walks.

When I stop,
the branches become still.

When I breathe,
somewhere beyond the trees,
another breath answers.

I tell myself
it is only a deer.

A fox.

The wind worrying
the bones of autumn.

But the wind does not whisper
your name.

And deer do not laugh
when you whisper back.

So I quicken my steps.

Behind me,
the forest quickens too.

I reach the porch.

The door.

The blessed warmth of home.

I lock the deadbolt
and stand there listening.

Nothing.

At last,
I begin to breathe again.

Then from the darkness
at the bottom of the stairs,

my own voice whispers—

𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘤𝘬
𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶.

#31DaysOfHorror

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

@pauuumartinezz Que no se vaya nunca !!

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

Sedienta flor que brota de la sombra,
mi pecho late solo con nombrarte,
pues tu alma es el misterio que me asombra.
Cruzas la sombra densa de mi invierno,
y en este pulso oscuro y taciturno,
tu encanto es mi delirio más eterno.

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

@FonsiLoaiza @recuncho34 El de los fantasmas, la parienta del de los fantasmas,
Don Pantuflo y los fachas del montón.

[🕯️VΞLДS У PФΞSIД ✍️ @VelasYPoesias]

Eres el eco
que habita mis ruinas,
la niebla que besa
mis heridas abiertas,
te guardo como un
secreto entre espinas,
amor de cementerio
que nunca despierta.

ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐ִֶָ. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ🦇་༘࿐

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

@Unterwelt_nur Espero que no sea mucho ..
Abrazos para las dos

[🅲🅴🅲🅸 ❣️ @Merlina0331]

😌😏😈

[🦇SeñorCementerio🦇 @Cementerilord]

WINE FROM TEARS - Glad To Be Dead (2013) Full Album Official (Gothic Doo... https://t.co/tREY2yiNRQ vía @YouTube

[🌘 𝕸𝖎𝖉𝖓𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝕬𝖈𝖍𝖊 🌒 @MidnightAche99]

Come nearer, beloved.

You have carried the day long enough. Let your hair fall through my fingers; let the tired weight of your forehead rest against mine. I have kept so many words for you, but now your hand is at my cheek, and I can remember only how to turn my lips to kiss your palm.

Outside, the wind moves through the bare branches. You draw me closer by the collar, and I kiss you slowly enough to feel the moment your lips soften beneath mine.

How strange, to have spent so many nights fearing what lives within me, and then to feel you settle against my chest as though you have found somewhere safe to sleep.

I scarcely move.

Your fingers loosen around mine. The candle fails. In the dark, I lower my lips to your hair and leave the words there—

where morning will find them,
still warm,
when you wake.

[♪𝙇𝙪𝙯♪ @_soyluz_]

Estoy siempre muy cerca de tí, de tus poemas, tus silencios y tengo tu corazón latiendo en mi pensamiento.
Aunque tú no lo sepas estoy pendiente de tus sueños, tus miedos, tus anhelos y si pudiera elegir un deseo en mi vida, sería poder estar en cada amanecer contigo cada mañana.