A mother’s loss of her child
whether newborn or otherwise
Is a tragedy like no other
Or of a father losing his children
to infamous stereotypes dooming them to a pitiful demise
And everything that lies in between is an ugly spectrum to behold
What if I told you of something morbidly sinister, of an abominable reality
perfumed with the warmth of desire
leaving crevices over a hollowness
gnawed by the heat of pleasure
It is enrapturing yet demeaning
Exotically maddening
To be loved for the warmth Your silky skin
for the bliss held within fulfilling curves
and in seizing rapture of Your insides.
And Yet not be understood beyond Your ****** bounties
is a tragedy like No Other.
Is like a ghostly manifesto passing You by
caressing You with its cold indifference
a lassitude adopted by choice…
Don’t Let Love Bring You Down
Oct 29, 2021
Oct 29, 2021 at 1:42 PM UTC
A mother’s loss of her child
whether newborn or otherwise
Is a tragedy like no other
Or of a father losing his children
to infamous stereotypes dooming them to a pitiful demise
And everything that lies in between is an ugly spectrum to behold
What if I told you of something morbidly sinister, of an abominable reality
perfumed with the warmth of desire
leaving crevices over a hollowness
gnawed by the heat of pleasure
It is enrapturing yet demeaning
Exotically maddening
To be loved for the warmth Your silky skin
for the bliss held within fulfilling curves
and in seizing rapture of Your insides.
And Yet not be understood beyond Your ****** bounties
is a tragedy like No Other.
Is like a ghostly manifesto passing You by
caressing You with its cold indifference
a lassitude adopted by choice…
Don’t Let Love Bring You Down
