A Toxic Lover’s Prayer
Iseeeeee!
Published in
May 22, 2024
Put your trust in my storms,
toss and turn with me.
The stars already gave their decree,
the universe has put her stamp of disapproval,
on that day when your shoulders brushed against mine.
Come.
Let us get lost in this tempest of mine.
Let us raise hands and wine glasses to pleasure and destruction; Ise!
What will break will be,
Still.
Still, doesn’t make the melody any less rapturous.
Glossary
*Ise: So shall it be/Amen
