Monster
I wish the passion
I have
Had depths
I could fathom;
I can only imagine
Them as vast openings
That could take me in
Swallow me whole
Leaving me deranged
Begging for more...
And there I would be,
Gladly giving in.
To the insatiable
Little
Monster.
Falling,falling and falling...
With nothing
To hold
Back.
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©VioletEden
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