Desire is an ******
she is addicted,
as is he to her.
She is his ******
she needs only how he loves her.
He needs the entirety of her,
he will never have it,
she will evade him forever.
He is only her satisfaction,
and she is his love.
Doomed to dance with him,
and without him,
a truly Shakespearean heartache.
The deadliest poison yet sweetest nectar,
he will ever know.
Apr 19, 2020
Apr 19, 2020 at 10:46 AM UTC
Desire is an ******
she is addicted,
as is he to her.
She is his ******
she needs only how he loves her.
He needs the entirety of her,
he will never have it,
she will evade him forever.
He is only her satisfaction,
and she is his love.
Doomed to dance with him,
and without him,
a truly Shakespearean heartache.
The deadliest poison yet sweetest nectar,
he will ever know.
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