Lust
wells up inside of us
A force that can not be tamed
as we risk health and reputation
to satisfy our carnal desires
Throwing money and time after flesh
The soft animal instinct in her eyes
swaying our resolve
Oblivion of sensation
keeping us in bondage
I am a refugee
between her thighs
The will is gone
my beast has emerged
Love is a cruel thing.
Everyone says that it gives you wings and fill your heart with pleasant feelings. That it makes a better person out of you.
But in reality love is a cruel thing.
When you love someone you want him just for yourself.
When you love someone you are afraid that he will one day leave you.
You are afraid of loosing him.
I love you with all my heart and soul. I want you for myself.
And I was afraid that one day you will say: "I don't love you anymore. From now I will be with someone else."
That is why I seized that knife. That is why I brusted him in your chest.
You looked so surprised and than fell at my feet.
I get down on my knees. and hold your head on my lap.
You gasp one's last and your blood is everywhere. On the floor, on your clothes, the knife, my lap and my hands.
But I don't mind because now you are just mine.
Now you will never leave me.
Love is such a cruel thing.
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