When you meet
a certain person
It is the soul that knows
It is the soul that remembers
It is two hearts beating
the same heart beat
~
When we met
her soul bore scars
And yet those scars
became as wild roses
Her heart torn apart
by the emotional bullets
that strafed her chest
Yet, she survived
and bloomed again
as my precious one.
~
For I was
like a demon
Omnipotent
possessing her
heart and mind
Ravaging her body
for my own pleasure
Yet for her I held
a darksome love
as dark as the shadows
of my soul
Our nightly dance
under starry twilight
tested her desires
and taught her
that she was loved
~
And now
she practises
her pose
breasts proud
nipples taut
a perfect pout
Her hair long
straight
A good girl
Who will beg tonight
to be sated
and Mine
