Dec 2017
Her love is intense
Like a raging inferno
Her whispers leave smoke in my mind
I am hers, entangled in a web
She is perfect
Everything I could want
It's too late
For I realize
I am caught in the Jurogumo's web
to be feasted upon
Like a raging inferno
Her whispers leave smoke in my mind
I am hers, entangled in a web
She is perfect
Everything I could want
It's too late
For I realize
I am caught in the Jurogumo's web
to be feasted upon
A challenge I do when writing, sometimes I implement three specific words, today these words were intense, smoke, and woman.
