Apprentice Death IV

Unlimited defilement,

     Oceanic widow's depth touch, Apprentice of a contaminated love emotionally roaming the clouds of lust, One awakened night vampires seek bow accepting her touch amidst the dead inexperienced sea of children deliberating their worthiness in stories told to sacred predictors behind closed animosity closets, Stuffed with zombies eating friends!

In lieu of believing,
That silence is acceptance,
Stalwart is the depth of deceptiveness,
Woven of those seeking a reprieve,
From their own selves!