He was sent To lessen My innocence To intensify My inner sense Of direction To be my opposition A constant contradiction A benediction. He was sent To answer My questions To complement To supplement To re-establish Our connection, The one that existed Long before The Creation. He was sent To humiliate To elevate To complicate To levitate To sate To mate Me. He was sent I know. But I don't know Where he went.
Reason for writing:
A cyber-relationship gone wrong
Birth sign: Leo
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