Dark tendrils ricochet seductive whispers-
whispers dripping with mockery, desire and addiction,
whispers that evoke depraving urges and restrained frustration,
whispers that are their downfall and their salvation!
Her frantic hands trace his skin, the heat burning their skins unbearable
and he responds in kind, in this forced ritual,
two halves cursed to what they never should have been,
hapless in their misery and faultless in their sin!
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This is based on a dark soulmate au I had in mind since quite sometime, where being soulmates comes as a curse instead of a blessing between two people who do not want it but are helpless against it!
Love,
Pratyusha
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Winters Of The Heart | Versification ✓
Poetry| Versification 2023 | "The poet is a liar who always speaks the truth." - Jean Cocteau A poetry collection for the contest. Started: 1st April 2023 Completed: 30th April 2023
