Her painful blue eyes
Seeking my depths.
These insecurities in which I dwell,
For my self mutilates my soul.
The tunnel of salvation cuts
Deep through the mountains of guilt.
She muted with her tears,
Screams with her silence,
Melts in the fears of my craving
other.
Yet she draws her fragile fingers
Over my panting chest while
I go deep in her, In those
Orgasms of infinity
I dwell, like the sea monster, in the
depths.
Fear me not, am just a monster,
A monster, dead before death!
one actually feels for the 'monster'! well written :)
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