To oblivion, my soul did succumbAs a heartache made my senses numbMy mind was prevaricated, whirled, and was lostI was taken away from the one I love the mostTo him, I bestowed my fidelityYet he knows he is just a...
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You cultivated me to perfectionbut the only sin was that you sought something with no true agency,for my own good, of course,it wasn't entirely your fault,to graze against the almost violentelectric thrill of pure youth.I understood this ache to be needed.I...
You knelt by the bed when it was all over,body perched as if near an altarwhen your lips meet my templeand said to not feel guilty.This was only for you and me,the way flesh scorched so truly.And I wanted that...
The sun shall never compare,to the warmth soaking in her skin.His probing eyes gently staring at her,drowning all her fears within.His touch, his sweet smile,telling her everything will be okay;Like it has always been,an eternity ago.His hand perfectly fitting hers,clasping...
This alley cradles my soul in the solace of its darknessTossing my knife, playing with it, with no mark of kindness.My eyes reflect the devil’s own, full of wrath and lies;As soon as I release my grip from this, I...
Beneath the deep lashingwhen a sweet pain bloomsthrough your aching nerves,I wonder if I'm still there. I can still feel you,it's in the blood,in the heart.The sharp intake of breathwhen you cannot utter a name,when you're reduced to whimperand shivering naked...
I can't forget the way you cupped my face in the dark and I did the same to know the sensation. Even in that dark, a barely noticeable tinge of moonlight reached through the curtains to vaguely illuminate your face....
I can taste so much in your skin, the faint sweetness in the dusk wind,the tears you've shed in secret,a memory of soft earth and honeysuckleand your natural mysterious nectar.The fleshy pearl beckoning,already swollen with anticipationjust from the heat of an...
 You are mistaken.I am not your North Star, consistently waiting and redundantly home;stagnantly eking boiled potatoes and salted herring, and all things hearth and home. This latitude points me to terrestrial delights and a container of carnal confections.Plying into my fleshy...