Dark Poetry ~ Fields of Flesh

Images, mental visions. Writhing form.
I sit erect, enjoying.
But, oh! Mind photos pale to spirit within.

How can I? Experience you.
Bleeding each breath.
Our spirits: linked.

Deviations, differences detriment. No matter.
Between us, heart truth speaks.
Can never. Will never. Be broken.

No deviant demon nor delinquent angel.
Wants be spared.
Payment of pain.

Perils can drive no wedge.
No deed be too vile.
For spirit’s assignment.

Exposing visions together.
All honesty shared.
In fields of flesh.

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