• A Ghr'a

    A ghra'
    how come everything i say to you
    is wrong?
    Why is everything YOU say
    right?
    How come I'm not good enough?
    How come your too good?

    Everytime you look at me
    I'm like a meal to be had
    Prime choice.

    When i look into your eyes
    something happens
    and it's addictive

    The pain you inflict on me
    gives me sick pleasure
    and when you stalk twords me
    my bones shiver in anticipation
    of what is to come

    You grasp my neck and lower your mouth
    your breath is hot and moist
    I gasp in shock and then pain
    It only lasts a moment
    but it adds to the sick thrill

    I melt in your arms as you mumble to me
    "A ghra'" "A chroi" "A sto'r"
    "my love" "my heart" "my darling"
    My soul