You are the rage that moves me.
The eternal fury of my revolution.
The skin under my nails.
You are the sacrifice that feeds me.
The force of my nature.
The human flesh between my teeth.
Your presence haunts me.
The smell of your memory.
The touch of your distance.
Your essence hunts me.
The pliers that free me.
The fuel that keeps me active.
Your lust inspires me.
The key to my secrets.
The hypnotizing persuasion.
Your gifts unravel me.
The metaphysical translation.
The reading of my persona.
You live, and devour me.
Transcend me, enlighten me.
Leave me naked without even touching.
Teach me to speak without ever blushing.
Knew me ages after your love began.
Had me lives before your eyes met me again.
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Author:
Wyster (
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- Comment from author about the poem: this one i wrote for the love of my life
- Category: Love
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I am delighted to have tasted your ink here for the first time .. it was muchly enjoyed .. welcome to MPS and be happy here ... Neville
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