Tuesday, 18 October 2011

Bastard

Bastard, sweet, sickening lover of mine. Cruel jailer of this sacred, sordid prison of forbidden romance. You contain, control, constrain my dreams from the beauty of the light of day.
You conceive your twisted, blackening perversions upon my sweet, soft, scented skin and mark me with your jeers and desires until my blood runs cold, thin, and sweet to your greedy taste.
I am your captive corpse, discard of me as you wish...