[Written: 2024-08-30]
My word, my being you now acquest,
An object of possession – I am possessed.
An insatiable gaze – your infinity calling,
Feeling exposed – morality falling.
Take now my broken soul,
I can trade it again for a delicate hold.
You are a sensation hotter than hell-fire,
God plus the devil, my mind rewire.
The female Lucifer must you be,
To feel torn apart again like this – can you not see.
I shall only prefer it this way right now,
To be held captive by devastating grace – just for as long as you will allow.
Until paths forged back to you forever do stay,
My mind wanders farther yet closer every day.
The tears that I cry as unowned as the skies,
They dry the insides drowning as we open our eyes.
Now I must write what is left and leave what is right,
Just as soon as I find the time to not fight self and embrace you until the morning light.
I am listening for your feedback and welcome your comment.