| I stare into the abyss, I am afraid, afraid I may fall, can feel myself wanting to descend into the enveloping arms of darkness, I long to surrender myself to my own guilty pleasures, desire is almost all consuming, the darkness calls to me, I close my eyes and let myself fall into the awaiting pit of pleasure and pain, plunge myself into the unknown, as I feel the cold warmth of blackness surrounding me, I smile, I welcome it, and know I am lost forever, I have come home...
I want to be everything and nothing both at the same time, a lady and a slut, worshipped and adored then slapped down and spat on, broken then re-built, pushed to the very edge then brought back again safely, I seek it all, I want it all. I want passion, desire, intensity, lust, need, a meeting of minds, a connection, electricity, friendship, love, trust.
Life is made up of moments, I seek that perfect moment, frozen in time, where everything ceases to exist, I'm lost to the moment, drowning in a sea of guilty pleasures and need, my need for him, his voice fills my head, burns my soul, leaving his footmarks there forever, a look, a touch sets me on fire with a thirsty need, unquenchable, wanting more, always wanting more, I beg, I plead, I cry, I offer the very essence of me to this moment, which I pray will go on forever, claimed by the dark side, past the point of no return, taken, possessed, claimed, owned, by my own tainted desire...
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