Promethean Affection

I'm not in love with you, Just the idea of you; And I posit every time you look at me There are daggers sheathed behind those eyes, Waiting to pierce with calumny and spite. So I'll do what I always do: Antagonize you; Treat you with malice and ice, And watch that sweet physiognomy Fade... Continue Reading →


Spiteful Camaraderie

  You are resplendent in appearance, Unattainable nobility the peasantry admires; You are also the worst thing for me, And it has nothing to do with you. In your nature you are kind, Accepting and sociable, Compassionate, caring--- All that I desire. The thing is, it does not sit well with me--- Your beauty, your... Continue Reading →

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