A lovely heathen catches his eye between the books
Her angelic scent drags him in her presents
His heart beats ten times faster
He can’t deny his desire
His thoughts, feelings, and emotions flow between them like the Rio Grande River
He gazes over her soft white face overlapped by her thin silver paradisiacal fragranced hair
He desires to caress her silk white skin
As he takes her home his eyes over look every inch of her fragile body
They enter her lofty apartment as he overwhelms her with lovely remakes and sensual haikus
He makes her swoon throughout the night
As they lay together their love collided into one creating serenity
While he’s with her his love for her slowly faded into a black empty abyss, forgetting how delicate and heavenly she was once before
He slipped out of the room leaving her empty-handed and lonely
Not only did he leave her he left the physical world
With the words “I’m terribly sorry” last to leave his mouth blood dips from his gut, watching the wicked heathens smile widen.
Love is nothing but an attraction with a hint of hatred