waltzing in claws sharp and gleaming,
you strike
the pain inflicted reverberates rattling
my core
your indifference upon arrival teetering between
lurid suggestions and steamy breaths of compassion
that is your secret weapon
fooled, coerced and blindsided the
inconvenient truth is that somehow I have grown to
love you
playing with thoughts, inserting your own
to and fro we swing the
pendulum of coherence
one foot in the land of reason, the rest of our night we dangle
precariously over the pit of
self-destruction
we look into each other’s hearts
reveling in the dark recesses, we seek
stimuli to continue our charade
the final nudge from you seals
my fate
down I go, your flames licking at my true intent
shapeshifting my mind into a war zone
I have you, right here
scratching away the pain of reality
at a loss, once again I
ride the fire of your love
until my obsession
abates
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