I'm as gentle as the wind after a hurricane hit
My kiss is a twisted promise
My warmth a radiating rage
My love is coughed up crimson
The splatters evidence of self sacrifice
My joy is an ironic perversion
My Delicate touch traces incisions
What feats of tender assassinations
I've lined you up sweetly and discretely
Murdered what pride is on display
I move through your envy
I lick the tears like candy
I sleep through my nightmares
I love like I fuck,
And you watch every line,
hoping I'm something different
But I've always been
Exactly what you wanted
And never needed most
Each facet of your "Brutal
Each facet of your "Brutal Romance" (Eye-catching title. Bravo!) crackles with imagination, passion and prowess.
"My kiss is a twisted promise" Oh, yes!
"My joy is an ironic perversion" Nailed it!
"What feats of tender assassinations" Amazing!
"But I've always been
Exactly what you wanted
And never needed most" Got it! Blazing words.
It's always a pleasure to find a new post by you. I can count on being dazzled.
The power of the words you
The power of the words you have chosen, and how you have deployed them, radiaties off the page to a tremendous reading experience.
Starward