Swirling Darkness

I wrote this from the mental picture of one of my ex-girlfriends eatting my still beatin' heart. Enjoy!

Swirling Darkness

 

A succulent hors d’oeuvre to the cancer in my soul,

     devour my love,

     thirst,

     quench your burning madness

     with the life blood of my heart.

 

Adorn with luscious kisses,

     a faith decapitated,

     passionate deception to savour as

     the only fate I know.

 

Cleanse your gory palate with the joy that I have left,

     scraps are all I have to give

     since the days when we were one.

Author's Note

No notes on deviating from form please. Just enjoy the piece for what it's worth. Constructive critiques are welcomed.

Reviews

[Phil Sanders]

Lovely emotive powerful piece ... I like it....

[Marie]

I liked it. I think the form and ideals behind it are interesting. Thank you for sharing.