Lover’s delusion

Creaking doors of my heart,
With rusted hinges of hope;
Awaits a soft knock of love,
An inaudible scream of passion;
Discard your robe of expectation,
bath in the moonlight of relinquishment;
Sieve your whorish loving words,
As syllables rest in abeyance;
Absorb my mammoth voidness,
With your crescent smile;
Straighten up my curled soul,
With warmth of your carnality;
Hang me by a gossamer of illusion,
Till reality flashes its beam;
You are a deception of my senses,
Fading slowly into oblivion ,
Beneath the strata of my conscience.
——— Binzy

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