Cycle Stories

One look was all it took Before I felt myself fall again. It happens all the time, This endless cycle. I fall, I break, I heal. You come, you smile, Whisper to me your sweet poisonous words. I get sucked in, and the cycle starts again. How you have this hold over me, I'll never understand. This addiction, The need to be near you, The need to hear your voice, To feel your touch. I promised not to go through this again, Not...

This poem only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I am oceans of sunlightSpread upon the floor beneath your naked skin,Smearing liquid diamonds of nectarTo glisten up your hardness,Fragrant lava oozing over polished, salty marble.I melt beneath your touch and weight,An angel wrenched from the stars,Dribbling holiness upon your demon length,Sin impregnated deep inside me,Darkness...