Soulless
his eyes tell me he loves me
yet he can never seem to utter the words
but I know
his fingers lace through mine so intricately
yet the warmth they emanate feels cold
because I know
his body conforms to mine perfectly as we make love
yet his heart is nowhere near
for I know his true intentions
his angelic lips make my heart skip a beat
yet they never meet mine
because, then, he will know that I know
he does not love me fully
he lacks a beating heart
he is missing a conscience clear of meteor-like holes
and he neglects to care as much as he truly wishes he could
because I know
he is not human, though not a monster
his is not a man, though nothing short of a gentleman
he is here for a purpose that only I understand
and he sees my awareness
my beautiful, soulless, immortal
I live for you
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