Phantasm. For your hot breath I’d welcome death. For you pr..
Added 2020-05-18 22:40:52 +0000 UTCPhantasm. For your hot breath I’d welcome death. For you promises Id break. (I Have Broken). Past virtue, I crave your touch. This phantom I have created, you the one I know. In dreams you are near, attainable, and I- unconfined, yearn. Your visage is marble, washed out, fair, cut gristle. Hands. The kind that know power. Strong and mean, transparent. I see through your palest skin. The color of beach sand In hot sun. Your eyes', too cold, to be the ocean. A specter -indeed- you are. Who haunts my halls. Break down these walls. Teach yourself to me. I wish only to learn you.
