i think our souls hugged
i felt your warmth
golden light, hidden deep
underneath all of the red burning fire
the heavy black tar coating
thick and sticky, drowning you in despair
underneath all of the green gaseous clouds
needy, jealous,
underneath all of the purple spikes
****** and desirable
underneath your skin, there’s a whole world of you
and it was mine
my own world
ever so briefly.
our souls touched, and every part of you was known to me, and only then, when i was pushed out, did i realize how much i want you to be mine.
but “my world” was never really mine at all, but hers.