A woman passionately being held against her lovers arms.
Our romanticism of what we dreamed for centuries has come to pass.
Whether or not we are living in it or just have a realization of what we perceive as romantic or beautiful and peaceful.
God, passionately inspiring to the belief of what he creates is good however what one creates that is good doesn't get great results like how humans tend to be fascinated by the wickedness in the world.
Bondege, chokehold, murder, robbery, wanting a significant other, obsession, deformity, dominance, submission, working with consequences, and most importantly complexion defection.
"Oh, my loving daughter even though you have everything your heart and mind desires, have you truly realized what is your purpose in your leisure life?" God thought to himself, hoping that his child would answer him.
"Darling~? Do you hear that?" The woman asked.
"Hear what? It's raining outside and you're speaking to me." The man replied .
"Um.. can I tell you something crazy about me?" The woman asked.
"Sure!" The man replied with delight.
"Sometimes I can feel God crying or expressing human emotion because I know that even though I'm an outcast to society, I feel like I'm fulfilled by his emptiness whenever he looses something or someone." The woman explained.
The woman then looked into her husband's eyes as she placed a gentle and warm kiss in the middle of his chest.
"You shouldn't feel like you're fulfilled just because you're experiencing supernatural behavior like how you think that you're able to feel god's pain." The man replied.
"I know it's wrong but I can't put it into words but I feel it!" The woman exclaimed with firmness and intensity in her tone of voice.
"You don't feel it, you're just delusional." The man reassured her by labeling her as weird or something defective.
"You have no idea what I've been through." The woman replied harshly.
She has a midwife crisis in front of him as he slowly starts to back away, run out the door and leave her there as her body becomes unbearable to even proceed to "have complete understanding".
What a time to be Alive.
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Destiny While Holding The Pen
Thơ caWithin her graceful and distorted mind of a tortured woman comes a time in a women's life where she must embrace the idea of potential inside herself. Watch out, this poem book gets really deep, real fast.