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It started as a joke,
Some harmless fun.
Then the air cleared from its smoke,
I no longer wanted to run.

What’s this new desire called?
I’ve never felt this way before.
My heart now feels loud and stalled;
This is something I can’t ignore.

This must be love,
I see her as a dove.
She lights up my world,
Where shadows curled.
Marissa Lynn Aug 6
His glance, like a match ignited a fire within her soul
A raging inferno fueled by her desires
Consumed by the flames she let them turn her heart to ash, serving as a symbolic death to all that came before him.
His presence, like necromancy made her rise from the dead
She was free, like a phoenix soaring high from the ashes of her past.
His devotion, like a blood oath in a coven gave her security.
He was bound to her by Saturns rings, timelessly committed.
Their love, like a vampiric tale was eternal, for they would find each other in every lifetime…
Nikita Aug 3
Like water flowing down a drain
I stand by and watch as
My time spins round and round again

Chest heavy and eyes weary
I reach for it only to slip
I sigh, this doesn't happen rarely

Aimlessly staring at nothing and everything at once
I only wish I wasn't viewed as one of the runts
Dating is a game and love is a fabricated connection in hopes of stability
oh the burning bush of desire

with the flames of divine revelation
she kindled the lascivious fire

an immense inferno of lewd invitation
luring prophets to their holy cremation

resembling the carnation nahema
its pulchritude blazed with elation

burning with the ardor of gehenna
You’re everywhere

Emerging continually
In empty spaces
You once filled

Everlasting traces

Pieces of you
Cling to me
Long after you’re gone

Inhabiting my core

Over and over,
My mind drifts to you
Longing

Around every corner

Always near,
But never enough.
Still, i’m reaching

As you echo within me
-Saturday, August 2
Your scent lingers,
Your essence, rich
Spilling warmth,
Sun-kissed

I breathe it in;
Hungry for more,
A fragrance
Heavy with memories

Pulling me
To that first kiss,
To the rock where we sat
Both knowing

This was it

The world slows,
I sink in
Edges of everything else
Soften,

Fade.
-July 29th
josef Aug 2
i load into the world, ready to
do as the title of the game says: mine and craft,
he joins. dread mixed with love ensues

time goes by, we level up,
wood to stone, stone to iron
making a plan for our little abode

with cows, sheep, and 2 cats,
just as i begin to fantasise,
he leaves the game

the chatbox rings out
Achievement get: DIAMONDS!
and it was all in vain
My shallow perspective on life
Is my strong belief in karma.
My shallow perception of us
Is that we're fair to each other.

If I care about you,
You will care about me.
If I give you,
You will give me.
Like you can't do
What you want to.
Like you can not spit in my face
When I put a  kiss on your face.

I will not try to foresee tomorrow
'Cause I have the delusion of control.
I will surely wake up from this deep sleep
'Cause you'll definitely make me lose sleep.
One day I woke up from a nap with something I thought about writing. This was like a vision that showed me that someone in my life was going to betray me severely. My thoughts were so detailed like I had already seen it happen. But, I did not write that, because I thought that bringing thoughts about bad ends to life like that was bringing myself bad luck. Now I know that there was a part of me that knew what was going to happen. What if I had listened to that part of me.
one after another hellbound whiplash
from the whistling infernal crop of sin
administered by the succubus fiend
against my bent back physically aching
yet internally healed by the sinful pains
of inferior flesh so tightly restrained
by binding chains from tartarean depths
so spiritually freeing as is the worship
of carnal sacrilege during sunday mass
religiously devoted to masochistic desire
by unholy veneration of blasphemous lust
bent at the whips and bowed at the feet
of the god incarnate merciless mistress
her hair red as rust
sharply piercing my skin
tainting my blood
with tetanus lechery

time flying by
during our vigorous daliance
my jaw firmly locked
and my body spasmodic

her lust renders me
utterly catatonic
in an odd rigid trance
throughout my poor flesh

my strongly bound jaw
sealed with ardor
desperately reaches
for the warmth of her haunch

this tetanus shall never
be my ailing demise
for its lecherous haze
is of bound divine rapture
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