My love,

why place it all in their hands,

reveling in the delight that being ensconced in their presence brings?

why dance in euphoric bliss to the beats of their whims?

Does your aura not beckon you so?

Why delve deeper into it;

 watching as their once warm hands turn cold and bloodied with thine heart and flesh….

MY love….




as you waste away in chaotic displeasure

at those very whims that fed your hunger..

See the tear stricken face of your purpose

as SHE grieves by your decaying body.

MY love


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