DEAREST
She was his
He was hers
Together forever
Unadulterated and pure
He craved her touch
She drove him wild
A kiss from his lips
Set fire to her mouth
Passionate flames
Erupted like mountains
Covered in lust
Trails of a thousand
But she was now sloth
No longer lust
He valued need
Over her trust
Her eyes grew bags
She seemed so sad
Powdered in makeup
It wasn't so bad
But underneath
Sat bruises and welts
The lust overpowered
The love he once felt
He forced her to kiss
She was forced to plead
It was her booming screams
That made him quite pleased
His lust turned to arrogance
Her dull eyes stared
The holes in her heart
Could never be repaired
Beaten and banged
Like a rag a muff doll
She was a shell
No person at all
It drove her insane
She dove off the brink
No longer a human
No sane thoughts to think
Laughs wracked her body
Spite raked her spine
She planned and she planned
Like a broken book line
While he slept
Sweet and sound
She tied him down
He was imbolized
She had a crazy glare in her eyes
As he woke
He heard a creak
Her subtle feet
And subtlety
Kept him scared
He could not speak
Flashes of black
Howled in the night
Cold sweat dripped
Like a bodily delight
She enjoyed his pain
She enjoyed his screams
The sound of his heart
or lack thereof beat
She took pleasure in his flesh
Ripping it apart
Sloth bathed in his blood
She tore him piece by piece
The man named Lust
Was now in defeat
He lain dead by his own surprise
She cackled and grinned
A wonderful prize
“My dearest, my dearest,”
She giggled and squeaked
“How lovely your bones taste on my bare teeth.”
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