Tuesday, 29 November 2016

Elusive darkness

I come back to you,
like a customer on tab,
in this whorehouse of lust,
with an animalistic urge.
The closer I get to you,
you seem farther away.
lost dreams circling in your eyes,
elusive to my touch.
It draws me to you,
even when I have you,
that I cannot have you,
even on days I've had you.
I crave your soul,
not your body, nothing whole.
I want your broken, scarred skin.
I want you, taken in your sin.
Give in to me, let me have it all,
let me inside that shell,
show me your beautiful hell.
Yet I fear the day,
when you let me prey,
on your elusive darkness,
on my carnal madness.
But do give in to me,
Let me inside that shell,
show me your beautiful hell.



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