"This moment shaking in my hands
I'll share this secret for a chance
Just to be here with you
Just to get lost with you"
...now I can't stop whispering to myself, do they even know?
Can any of them comprehend, how deeply, how truly are you mine?
You are mine.
Oh, they have no clue.
Every sweet little day, every fragile second of yours belongs to me. They may have you when you allow it, but in that tasty, hellish abyss of your soul... you are mine.
You are mine.
I caught you, I swallowed you whole. I know you, how few do, no matter how many you had before me. I don't care. Why should I? I tasted you in ways no one could before. That's how I knew - that woman I want to own. That one I've been looking for my whole life.
Oh, how they are mistaken if they think anyone can have you as I have now. You are mine. Forever.
And the secret? Why am I so sure?
Simple.
As much as you are mine, I belong to you. I am that dark stranger those warnings prepared you for, but instead of everything logical, I fell for you, I threw myself into the fire, into you, and let myself burn.
I am yours.
And this way, I win. I win you by surrendering.
I am yours.
Take me whole and never let go.
(с) 2018
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My Twisted Promises
ПоэзияA set of short semi-poetic texts dedicated to all things twisted: love, sorrow, and longing.
