The way you engulf me into you by your unforeseen arms, arched into a narrow circle that could cushion the depths of my soul The way your fingers pine me into tears, into love, into loss, into the now. They are huge, huge with darkness that could splay into spring but they are, just like your foe vividly enchanting. When you divulge into me with stealth and no shame creep into my covers that shall light me to flame When you kiss me deep with your lips as cold as ice as painful as thorns that sting into my soul until it bleeds to foul When you touch me with your fiery fingers that burn me down to darkness rave me into madness You pull me toward 'what is' and shard my castles into a million pieces of waste you probe me into the depths of my soul I find you as erotic as enchanting as intense and as beautiful as 'him'. You are sorrow Image courtesy : Internet
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