Undefined

His wounds were deeper than mine but his nature accentuated the effervescence of his life force as we blossomed all over one another.

The breath work that was forthcoming when channeling energy into his solar plexus plunged me into the marination of his sauntering being as we nestled ourselves strategically between clusters of Apophyllitie and Desert Rose.

He wasn't God. He felt more like the devil.

The humming of our love upon my lips once vibrated throughout my body as the sage within him knew how to swaddle me. I guess that's what happens when you're vulnerable and naive, like I was.

The depth of our bond was more than flesh and bone as we tantalised ourselves with truths spoken in hushed tones beneath the ambience of a flickering flame whilst we twined ourselves upon the threads of possibility.

I look at you now, and I'm lost for words save "speak now, or forever hold your peace" as I watch you shape shift into a wolf that runs with a pack of who knows who know nothing of culture and the bindings of love, aside from plucking a constant withering flower to be subjugated under false pretenses.

Obtaining power from the partially diminished as they're foolish enough to self sacrifice and serve false prophets. Who ? No. Not me. Knowing that those types only ever show affection in paucity to get what they want because they're not capable of love.

Raw. Honest. And. Real... love. The kind that leaves you bewildered and aching for more of what you identify as your medicine.

My medicine poisons me, time and time again, but I always go back for more. I can't help myself as he's my weakness, like kyrptonite.

Maybe, it was a mirage, a placebo to redivert from shattering to pieces. There's a fine line between love & hate, just as there is... a fine line between trust & truth.

I love(d) that man. But so did every other whore that tempted him to betray the love we shared.

He's never sorry for the hearts he breaks for he knows not what his heart is for as he's never fully cognisant of his untruths.

Perhaps, we're too much alike to be together.