Acid opens the wound and the pupil widens.
Scratch this glass and rub salt into cuts.
The exordium of infatuation has marked today
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This is not the love that will leave
you, or anyone else, smiling;
war has been declared
and it will rage on in your hearts and minds
and in the inches between your bodies
across which lightening rods spark and spit.
It is too late, now, to decide
if it is worth it or not.
You are bound and addicted by heavenly contract; you need each other.
You will crave and crave and crave
until four men on horses take the ability to do so away from you.
I'd have warned you before...but
I like the sound of smashing glass.
I miss desire, this afternoon was lacking
incurable lust;
So I pointed
and I shot.
I do hate to disappoint your Mothers,
but you shall never be young again, for
it is love that ages us the most,
and you shall love so
intensely, so
constantly.
It will feel as if you have lived for centuries.
I am Eros. And I command this.