limpid turtle
Collab with the lovely @willow portal
The sugar of my existence is to arrive,
I'll be the bitterness of her life
As the evening falls-
To hope, I'll be the night
No coffee will hold her from my realm
To gnaw on the likes of her
Is a dream come true
The traces of him on my skin feeble.
My body sleeps to invite a grim.
Being cautious so I don't subdue.
My exhaustion pulls me to him.
I get up in this bubble of his.
I see her in a distance.
I immediately know he is out to get.
A part of her embedded in me.
Gently carved in. A vessel like me
he impartially resides in to swoop
me over at his behest. A fight with
myself as the markings on me
string him along. I feel him up high
and I look up.
I now run with dread to save her.
I call her name as I reach her.
I tell her we need to escape
as I explain but I am meet with
distaste and anger.
My fault is to inhabit a monster.
As she walks away, I follow her
to plead with her to understand.
You are so good to me
To feed me with such a desperate sight
You, following her like a shadow casted
By the darkest of lights; The rays of truth,
chasing you down while you scurry behind
the mellow hope that's been telling you-
Step out now
I call to him and say with her I can
just be. Be with her with a true smile
on my face. I think to myself without
her the bitterness does dissolve me.
As long as I can watch her, or gain.
I will be happy to just be in her sight.
I will be the sweetness. She can pick
anything from me. A deal he wants
but he shall not get it.
I reach my hand out
And you just swat it away?
For now, have it your way
Bore reality, after all, this is...
Just a dream, that's all it was
"Just" is excessive, dear
Night after night, our tango will last...
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