His
His words are ice
His hands enraged
He's looking for a reason
Just one
----------dirty sense of freedom
-------------into the dark he'll lead them
To punish
This is his release
His ecstasy
----------want to love him
-------------long to know him
----------------he'll change the rules
-------------------she'll kneel below him
He will climax as
You scream in agony
Never doubt this elusive
Mirage he calls love
----------f_ck him, suck him
-------------swallow his hate
----------------he'll turn her
-------------------as he burns her
----------------------and call it fate
His appetite is insatiable
He will taste you from
The inside out
Gut you, so to speak
----------touch her, need her
-------------cuff her, bleed her
Peel away your layers
Until nothing remains
----------his charm will deceive her
-------------when ultimately he'll leave her
But a ragged
Empty
Hole.
Copyright © Stephanie Cawthon | Year Posted 2007
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