The blackest thing
like dusk
Cannot be here
Yet drawn
and tortured
By you
You disgust me
Enthrall me
Like Gods
Your not real
Or are you?
Rich like leather
Or better
A feather
Sinking
Not floating
Falling gladly
like Satan
That wretched monkey
Down there
Width of a hair
I make the works
You pull the plunger
Ecstasy awaits
A moment
Then all is one
Forever , or never
Its gone
Your one of the best
Blessed
Forbidden love
And the rest
Kill me yet kiss me
Arouse me then douse me
Promise it all
then take it away
My sweet paradox
Its not allowed
This life's too loud
Deafened I sing
I sing
and you’ll hear
I swear
© 2007 skully
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