Poetry: A Kind Of Love

Seep slowly into my core
it’s you I desperately adore
filling my soul with wonder.

Suffocate me on this night
ominous mist of dark delight
deep trance I’ve fallen under.

Slowly blind me with your lies
so surely sweet intention dies
this mind is cast asunder.

Does this truly thus portend
an aching dying sorry end?
your spell I’ve fallen under.

Thus my promise laid to waste
surely chasing illusions taste
this love casts hope asunder.

This lying love screams disdain
echoes loudly her death refrain
torments my soul with wonder.


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