he told me i reeked of innocence
as if that was such a bad thing
his dark eyes stared at mine
as if i was some form of sin
in a sense
a sin he was tempted to commit
to
he holds me but only after midnight
his cold feet entagled in mine
my senses have turned numb
my lover played devil
whereas i... played dumb
he knew all of my fears
he knew exactly how to make me succumb
he showed me that i was pure
but i am sure
he's not aware of his lethal control
my body submits but i have nothing to show
for his fantasies of me have never required my soul
he rolls me under his sheets but
i knew it was to uncover my secrets
i doused them in darkness so that he could not see them
but some lay coded on my skin
he begins to read them
with his tongue
he stole me of my mystery
his soul still creeping into me
the dopamine to my addiction
in which i never knew existed
inflicted, but in spite of that
my character would never allow me to be spiteful back
i guess, i will never dirty his name
i guess, i would rather have pleaded insane
my love
you have moulded me into this creature
had taught me a language so sweet but
it was causing me shame
our flame... was the coldest
and the glimpses of your vulnerability
is so fucking poetic to me
we had a moment
and that moment will forever to be
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