kiss this love goodbye.

Synthetic applications resist the cardinal abortion we've suppressed,
no immature darkness did ever fit so callously into each heart-puzzled shape.
I must've seen the invisible lights, for something must've seized  me from this.
That night I slept ever so sadly, reminding myself, that I, for no matter, was a traitor.

Incubus of my dreams, left only remnants of past lucid temptations
grinding at my conscience for  pass halt a day.
Roving and reaching despairs and discontents;
approving second planned ideas as best.

The soul never rested, indeed it laid inside, mortified by such disgust.
Gently it sweep off dirt from its lips and kiss his soft virile hand.
Aggressive awakening spoke; you must never beseech those who do the same.
selfishness felt not pity for the poor retched soul, whom laid speechless on the ground.



[Begging for a whisk of reviving affair.... to fix her broken lungs and breathe]

As she swells her eyes with cascading wails,
as her palms define that desperation's knocking down her sympathetic door,
she waits dressed in a crimson agony and waits in a howling chant,
for destiny's arrival to commence the feast and knock the pain out.....

[ Drowning at her own affair, she never knew how much she cared... ]


Caring too much to even step aside, she carried her sorrow with pride,
for her love had been delayed and usurped- annoyingly- towards her protagonist arms;
She grasped raspingly for air, all her surrounding only did but stare.
Sudden aberrations were divulged and so her agony had not hurt, nonetheless....


[ As she saw the Halo round his eyes,
                        she realized she had to kiss this love goodbye....
                                                                    Forever....]