Lost in the fantasy of my mind
drooling in this mindless bliss...
I've waited for you,
hoping that in turn you would set me free
for your love is the cryptic code
which is my vexed heart.
I tread so lightly to the grave
which has become my love affair...
for you have consumed me in your flesh
taking in all that I am,
leaving me barren and exposed
(in all that I am.)
So true to what I really am.
The love of many.
Sincerely yours,
MR. D.
A contest entry
- Quickie!!!!!!!! No PWs! 2 days by roninwort.
400 points, ended January 13, 8 entries
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