Warning, rating 15. Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Standing in the moonlight,
softly soothing my pain.
Standing under the waterfall,
washing my tears away.
Sitting naked by the fire,
warm tendrils caress my body.
Cut out my heart and tell me,
has it turned to stone?
Stone does not feel.
Stone does not beat.
Is, then, my heart a stone?
Black and cold quartz,
shining painfully in the starlight.
Take it Love.
I have no need of it any more,
drifting in the grey dawn.
Fuck me Love,
let me feel your body once more.
Kill me Love,
let my presence injure you no more.
Take my heart of quartz,
and shatter it.
Maybe among the broken shards you will find the bit left aside for you.
☮&♥
