Tuesday, October 30, 2018

An Invitation of Corruption

He could only whisper the name of his desire.

He could only mutter the need of his mortal coil.

As the needs were answered, he saw the face.

Another face. Another face.

He would only chant the name of his other.

He would only release the essence of his body.

As the needs were answered, he saw the faces of god.

A face, mocking the face of his lover.