Loneliness twists my guts,
Turns me inside out.
My soul howls, like a rabid wolf
At the foreign moon
Calling its mate home.
I am alone!
I’m lonesome in this
God forgotten world
without the blessings
of the betrothed touch.
I am whole but fractured.
You are not here
to water my sanity.
Insanity is what I worship
These days.
Long, grey, tedious days.
Robbed of your sharp wit,
Worth-drool poetics,
Otherworldly aesthetics.
I loathe this manifestation.
Why in the nine layers
You had to pock the fabric
of the Universe
That was feeding our egos?
Are you satisfied, imp?
Unholy wimp!
I’d punch your smug face
Till your perfect teeth stick
in your kissable throat.
Violence is my only resort,
Decadence, and a play
of chance.
Please, dearest, please,
I’m dying for your pride.
It was easy to decide,
Trapped in a nebula of devotion:
I am yours, you are mine
Till the end of time.
Too intense!
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Packs a punch. Nice!
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Thank you 🙂
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