The Deviation

 Foolish child

You judge me

Nearly contorted your head off while brandishing my flaws with a possessed harsh wrath

I fold into myself with curling grief as an ocean wave plunging out of existence



It kills you

That I was unable to squeeze myself into the cookie cutter molding of your expectations

I did not fit the suit you have been fabricating




My Angel,


I am the deviation

The momentary left handed cut that saved you from a life of never knowing true desire


I leaped into you and my once cool blue eyes knew only devotion

No one can see the truth of your beauty like me

I had to even show it to you

I melted away the lock from the levy

Teaching you how to explode time and time again in the throes of making love

Before I was the lord of your body you needed an arsenal of toys to get a tiny tinge of the deepened pleasures only I deliver



An anomaly

Not belonging in your life or your world

I am just the character that stopped by to make your biography much more bloody interesting