Ravishing Correspondence
Lost in the velvet folds of sleep
his sweet, tormented voice came to me
and I frolicked in the hushing lullaby
listening and losing myself
in the merciless caress of his laugh
With every crashing wave of insult
he whispered death into my soul
searching for my sweet release
Scalding tears fell from my hollow eyes
and my poignant struggles ceased
groping his sorrow in the depths of the Dark
I swam through a delicious haze of sensation
a cacophony of slippery and evanescence lyricism
and shivered in the breeze containing his absence.
his sweet, tormented voice came to me
and I frolicked in the hushing lullaby
listening and losing myself
in the merciless caress of his laugh
With every crashing wave of insult
he whispered death into my soul
searching for my sweet release
Scalding tears fell from my hollow eyes
and my poignant struggles ceased
groping his sorrow in the depths of the Dark
I swam through a delicious haze of sensation
a cacophony of slippery and evanescence lyricism
and shivered in the breeze containing his absence.
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