Love,
Simple,
Peaceful and fulfilling
For some, for most.
Love,
Multiple personality disorder
Or possibly,
Borderline personality disorder
For me.
A voice that speaks sublime,
That chants his name to the sky
But suddenly, a makeover!
The lucky clover turns to ash
And belladonna comes to crush
Fragile, the soul exposed
You flush!
Fragile, naked to the eye,
Your essence unveiled
Free and available
To users and abusers.
The skin, so soft, translucent
Trembles under his fingertips
And then it cracks.
You blush!
Passion is a rush
Take the stash
Of distorted voices, of conflicting emotions
And make a run for it
Never to come back!