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Insight into a world that too many know too well |
A temptress is she. Come play in her world. You’ll do a dance in her translucent eyes And envision the shades, black outlined in blue. Watch as her shadow skips, and plays join in her tempting game don’t be too careful. Disregard the signs. Read the signals she sings in her voice born of wind whisper in echo the phrases she paints across the evening air. Cool down baby girl, set aside your world—play with this women for a while. For a while, find peace through the eyepiece of shame. In guilt, laugh and jest at the transgressions you embody. Fall in love with her sinful nature in this planet lacking time. Time—all you own lies in time all you forget stays in this place undress her pale form—only with your heart in the confessional that is your soul lie unclean hands on her naked body. With her blood stained lips, she’ll unto you bestow a single kiss. Indulge yourself in this. Taste the thing you will never miss in your hand do thrice as much: once touch her spine—top to bottom not a piece should you forget once caress her breasts with your palm envy green will it turn, as you enjoy this lack of care. Most desired, most needed, most felt— touch the warm sheath she provides open up the floodgates inside in foolishness, you experience her soul her soul—to you she does not offer yet take her away, anyway. For love she does not bother. Nor comprehend. Take your sweet time dance with the temptress, and play look through the mirror she provides ugliness—vagueness—lust nothing more do you see, in yourself you but a player in her enthralling game she but a temptress, luring you away. Away from your life, your simple life she takes you away, to her world in shades of black outlined in blue. Away from your love—your partner betrayed is your wife unwillingly your life stands watching as you play, and dance, and touch this temptress, this desire. Completely empty you walk away away to your life. And your wife. Enter back into reality now to see the mess you have made the temptress has tempted the blood you have tasted now you only see one real truth you, in selfish, lusting, longing have demolished all hope for return. The sins that you and your temptress have fabricated annihilate all the rapture you once knew. Now you see that you are trapped in her universe without the passions of love without your life. And without your wife. |