The Terror

Silent tears fall from my eyes

haunted by memories of  a love long departed.

Grey pools of mystery

collect at my feet

puddles of my souls despair

your smile haunts me

in waking dreams

your cries of ecstasy  

fill my nights of terror

Alone my soul crosses the hot dessert sands

Your hand reaches out to me

pulling me inside your mind

I’m blinded with rage and lust

passions bust

heaving as the dam of my soul breaks

overflowing with raindrops of lust

beating down

tender rays of life

warm the deepest, darkest parts of me

when you smile.



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