Insight

A miasma of sorrow swirls to mix in with love
Laughter escapes from the manifestation above
Silk laden touches whispering a soft wind
Cascade boulders down dermabrased skin

The instant pain is simple yet scalding, seering
Stealing the promise of pleasure and steering
Choking, her screams are mistaken for pleasure
Drawing in more each positioning, assuming her

It is now where you can hear her lonely sing
Alone in the trees, while bathing in the springs
Around her, light shines her beautiful scars
Mercury marking his daughter, her war left to mother Mars.