Friday, January 27, 2012

I H*EART



You smile at me;
A chill spreads all over
Like in our unfinished fairytale
Only colder!

The stacatto of our Siamese beat
Is thinner...
Fast fading ...
Into a deep-seated bottomless ache

Oh the torture
Reminiscing about our tumble in bliss!
The sparks of our bodies
Burn on, but, without pleasure. Empty.

Memoirs of love;
Damn them all to hell
I put them on a mantel
Now they look down, mocking me

Prisoner of my own
I've become!
Release the chains
Which bind my desire. My need.

Marry me pitch darkness
Claw at me -
Lonely!
I H*EART

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