He surrendered to an open plea,
The poignant lustful aroma...
And there she hid-
An anomalous recluse...
A distortion;
A convulsing heatwave...
With reluctant, fumbling feet,
A heart of awkward guilt...
Her fingerprints-
the withering sheets...
She purses her eyelids
In contorted vain...
Aphrodisia;
Her shivering moan...
He died inside me
left to new fresh flesh...
I wake up in morning to see world fall into...
as we get are self ready for a cold war...
As am laying in my death bed
waiting for moment to be swept way...
I wake up from my death bed
surround by dead tree...
Unbounded souls now roam the field
For restless warriors that fought and killed...