7 years ago. March 14, 2018 at 6:07 PM
Most of the time, I am just invisible.
Until his eyes stripped me of my honesty.
Honestly,
with one look, he saw things in me, I never knew existed.
Fantasy,
twisted, I read pleasures from passages of ecstasy,
that still haunt me intensely, immensely and pleasurably.
His want for me was a force of nature; that captivated me
and still holds my soul captive, as it sets me free.
Mystique meets her Majesty
Love is pain and pain is love,
as soon as I felt his pain,
I fell in love; uncontrollably.