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 Aug 2017 Sage Veronica
Indigo
My tears christen these sheets as my eyes stain these sleeves. The heart that was once part of me, lies on the frigid floor, beating it's last beat, desperately holding on. Your absence is felt throughout my body, my skin crawls and burns, my muscles ache. All life is being drained from my being, this temple is crashing. The one goddess I worshipped, taken away. The tremors, the pains, the pulsations, everything was happening, everything was ending. Everlasting euphoria that you so graciously gave me, slipping from my mind, being drowned out by this suffocating sadness. I grow weak in the knees, hearing them shatter as they hit the floor. My eyes wide, begging for help, begging for love. I can't go on without you. I glance at my heart, with my last breath I wish myself a goodnight as my heart suddenly stops.
i was deeply hurt when I wrote this.
 Aug 2017 Sage Veronica
Indigo
Worship me with your tongue.
Allow every syllable to be pronounced by your luscious lips upon my body, my entity.
Let me feel the love coursing through your veins, as your delicate fingers transfer it inside me.
Make me scream.
Make me moan.
Make me burst into moments of pure climatic bliss.
Play with me.
Make me beg.
Make me crave more.
Pin me.
Choke me.
Please me.
Make me yours.
Treat me like you own me, as I am forever yours.
Your touch is tantalizing, it's truly hypnotizing.
Put me into your trance, let me fall for it.
Fall in love with me, as I've fell in love with you.
Kiss me,
And never let go.
thoughts when discussing my partner and I's passion
 Aug 2017 Sage Veronica
Indigo
This violent hatred seizing through my body,
completely engulfing my structure.
Devastating destruction ahead,
a reoccurring horror.
Falling fast,
Falling hard.
Monumental moments pass,
feelings of apathy control me.
Torment fills my head,
heart heavy with sorrow.
Tainted entity,
dishonest thoughts.
Pain courses through my veins,
fueling me with agony.
Abstaining from recovery,
for I deserve this discomfort.
The inevitable night grows closer,
the choice still stands.
What will I choose?
Current emotions running through me, it's messy and unedited. Just had to release it.

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