Guilty Puppet

Heavy chains bind our limbs in disgust
with love boundless so very crushed.

Submissive pitiful eye's, now my joy.
Weakness in silent cries
harmonious melodies to the ear.

    ...fake innocence, though still pure.

Thrust within
her tightness, gone
oh so loose realized
And the scent
by the stank of other men
Smelt through hurtful heartbeats

 
So...As our love continues to forever


Tongue tastes vast sweet iniquities
My salty tears disguise
her sinful festivities

Apologetic climax storms through me
fulfilling her already    
over filled.

Love growing strenght as the soul grows weaker.








Sorry my ink has no sense or flow