Horizon’s Aim
"Gasp my arrow, against wetted angst... pinned."
Swept all else to backdraft voidsMy past… flowing close to followingNever-the-less eros prevailsAs pain takes backseat to hearts hollowing You, the keeper of steps forwardFilling the now-empty with your sensual acheRegret not experiences taughtProffered lusts promised, mine to take Fever's...