Sleep In Her Soul

It's easy to become lost in the idea that only things in life change you; rather than you are always changing in your creation. When you look at demons in the haze, marvel at the haze. Demons are feeling homesick. Be true to everything you are and thrive on. We all have demons, it's up to you on what to do with those demons. The most dangerous are the ones unknown. She is herself. A beautiful demon; not hidden behind a shadow. Her magic is infested in my desire. She is beautiful for I can unravel her thoughts. She expresses to me the words intertwined with my ambiguity. Riddled with love; I sleep in her soul. She is my butterfly in our cosmic cannibalism.