you want to hear a story?

this one is delicious.

not for the minds of the masses.

a delicious sweet taste of desire, saturated to the knee caps.

A taste that paralyzes my entire being.

a melting to my spirit and force upon my lips. to her lips.

darkness entraps the realm like a waltz under the moon to the tones end

its theatrical and super natural but a vision I’ve seen before… though you already know this. yet… you are here with me

its beyond fire but living among the dead

like a false imprisonment that you found me in

trapped in the darkness but with me

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