• This love does hurt,
    Like my skin is burnt,
    Dying like a thousand deaths,
    Or like a million last, rib-crushed breaths,
    My love hurts so much,
    I must rush,
    To my own world, like the such,
    Of pleasure and love,
    With no pain and doubt,
    While my boyfriend loves to pout,
    Now I'm saddened by this love,
    Trapped alone in a cavern full of bats or doves,
    Dying and crying,
    But only in my mind,
    tempted pain, is what I'm in,
    To have such demons,
    Climbing within,
    To my heart,
    To make it rush more,
    As we climb naked in bed,
    For sex............
    For the first time of my life,
    But before I am a wife,
    To this boyfriend,
    This man I love,
    While he dreams of the stars above.
    It hurts me so much,
    This temptation,
    To sin,
    Of how much I hurt again.
    Oh here it comes,
    As the Dark Elf pins me to the bed,
    As he gets ready, to begin,
    I scream out in pain,
    From the demons scratching my heart,
    Scared he stops,
    And we pull apart,
    And come together again,
    For cuddling instead.

    The End.