The Season of my Madness










The season of my madness,
The loathing in her eyes;
The reason for my sadness,
The hurt, the pain, the lies.


The quenching of my fire,
The singing of her lips;
The drenching of desire,
The stinging of her whips.


The forcing of my stillness,
The gaining of her trust;
The coursing of my illness,
The rage of blood and lust.


The grasping of my fingers,
The tasting of her skin;
The gasping as she lingers,
The wasting of my sin.


The grinding and the tussle,
The spilling of my seed;
The binding of our muscles,
The filling of our need.


Screaming to the rafters,
Attrition of the fight;
Dreaming with her After,
Submission, for the Night.



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