The light plays upon her uncovered body She resembles a motionless cadaver I hurt my future by reprehensible thought Red is the light that makes love to her Black are the thoughts that authorize her death I can never turn away for she will leave Coldness dances down the hall It empowers her lustful damnation Inevitably makes my mouth dry She is unmindful of my company Apathetic towards atmosphere Sympathetic toward a lonesome demise I can never turn away for she will leave Consuming her thoughts makes me content Her consuming mine makes me pallid Regurgitation is a human reflex Casting a shadow on her loveliness I make my presence known She wells with fears, smiles with tears Standing before me uncovered Her nakedness knows no shame I kill us more by my carnal wanton We embrace meshing together as one Gray emotions turn to black and white On the cold floor beneath me I place her Her wounded eyes devour the red light Dry air sits heavy on my chest I just want a glass of water My hair grasped by her small hands Direct my head where to gratify I drink from her cup, eat from her bowl Quench my debauching thirst Entertain my wicked hunger She draws me up by my ears Licks my face while staring evil into my eyes I penetrate as her head thrusts back Biting draws blood but I love the taste Moments in time slip from grasp Fall on the rocks and shatter as we indulge Utopia is the land to which we have escaped Every plight in life is now futile She is the piece of me I love most I am the ingredient in her that lives evermore Still not one word spoken, I kiss her tender lips I bow my back as I release a year of sorrow She detonated the bomb I placed between her legs I am now salivating in a puddle of sin I rise to my feet standing erect over her The light once again plays on her being A tear rolls slowly down her cheek A deep fear has me by the throat “We can never be”, she whispers No need to argue, I know the reason why Kissing tenderly for the last time I crumble to the floor to be swept in the cracks Returning to the darkness once more To see the light from heaven dance upon her brow Sorrow is our unavoidable consequence Don’t explain, I know it has to be this wayBirth sign: Leo
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