It’s like the wave
from inside and below
that will rip my heart apart.
I can’t stand this affection
this one-sided connection
tempting me, too ferociously
crashing and molding me
in to this amalgam
Of blood and despair.
It’s like the snake
from inside and below
that will bring my will down.
I can’t stand this lust
this self-blinding trust
seducing me, too addictively
possessing and dragging me
in to this fog
of carnality and loneliness.
You, my muse, my siren
you, my life-revealing myth
fear-taking and heart-aching
with your sweet-addictive obscure hope,
you are cutting me
off from reality.
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Submission Name: Phantasmagoria
