"My friend"

We have to different object of desires.
Appetite for flesh and pleasure
Verses the inquisition for emotional treasure.
You introduced chaos in this palace of ours.
So my question now is “what be the outcome”
Anarchy or will tranquility transpires to quell these turbulent tides?
You mind f*cked me there
I stand in awe here.
Which path to venture?
Do i look up for the circling vulture?
What you ask for, means death
Friendship will take its lasts breath
Your words are a threat
In this game of chess, i find myself in check
Invite me into darkness and i might grow fond of it or worse, come to love it
Forbidden fruit, shall we covet it?
Or do you merely seek to have me dangling on a string and be your puppet?
Curiosity my love will make one venture to live that faith
What if i want to drink your tears, taste your pain and wither away to ashes in the fires of agony?
Show your demons and I’ll show you mine.
This devil in me is not so kind.
I’ll bring a knife to a gun flight.
Breach your defenses and the kill is in my sight.
Regardless if you wear a bullet proof vest.
I’ll enter the hornet’s nest.
Help you greet your end.
Leaving you drenched in crimson my friend.
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Posted: Jan 2014

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Comments (2)

beautifulyou
the good thing about knowing someone might want us on a string to be their puppet is that once we know it, if we don't want to go there ourselves, we won't ... we don't 'have to'... we have a choice.

rose
TAR_734
IvoryPetals, sounds like the kind
of friend my x-wife was- laugh
Great writethumbs up
Robert grin
cheers
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