it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch another’s, and your dear strong fingers clutch her* heart, as mine in time not far away; if on another’s face your sweet hair lay in such a silence as i know, or such great writhing words [...]
Like so many before you, and perhaps, after you, I thought you fancied me, and perhaps, loved me a little. exempli gratia (you came to me wounded, almost broken. i wanted to fix you, but before I was done, you cowardly return to the one whom you fled from in the first place.) (you attempted [...]
(c)Trujillo-Paumier I am the Mother of Destruction, to myself, to you. It will always be complicated. It will always be crazy. Being. With. Me. And this. Is the only way. I know how. To live. Go. Now. Save. Yourself. I. AM. DONE.
I, my love, my darkness in this labyrinth of unceasing deception held me captive upon its thorn grown walls yet I am kept alive by your devilish gaze Your flesh craves upon mine My unquenchable lust be satisfied To dance the dance of Eros To wet me Unceasingly you feed upon my moistened mound With [...]
