Do you know my name?
By Streicheln
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Whisper to me softly of your thoughts. Tell me of your dreams and nightmares, open up to me, lift the veil of your innermost desires, and i will make them come true. Your every fear and passion, i will sift through all of it and pick out the ones that hurt you and make you writhe in agony the most. I wish to know everything that you hide beneath your mask of listless indifference, soak it all up, digest it and give it back to you tenfold. Never again will you have to go on living with only half-feelings, only seeing shades instead of colors, hearing only echoes of the sounds around you.
At night you will dream of me, waking up on a tear-soaked pillow, your body burning with lust so strong it's almost more then you can bear. My hands upon you is all you will think about, my hungry lips kissing every inch of your body, tongue probing, exploring, leaving glistening trails of blood on the smooth canvas of your skin, now marred by bite marks and long swollen scratches. Gentle music of the wind rustling through the leaves outside your window is no longer calming, and even pale light of moon is blinding, burning, as you love yourself upon the bed of roses, dreaming of me inside you, images of our bodies entwined in sweet agony, though invading your thoughts against your will, welcomed by you with impatience. I will make you wish the night had no end.
When you want me the most, i will not be there, and you will have to suffer emptiness such as you have never known before, when others had abandoned you, walked away without looking back again. When you suffer the most, hunger for my flesh devouring your sanity, i will stand outside your window, and delight in your pain, reliving all you feel with you, your anguish bringing me the joy i long for. When you wish i would just go away and let you be, my presence intolerable, then i will hold you close to me and slake my thirst with your tears, fill up on your misery and dismay, your torment is my greatest joy in all the world.
You will wish i belonged to you and you alone, you will seek to possess me, make me yours for all eternity, so no living creature can ever have their eyes or hands on my body, no other will have the right to hear my voice, no soul will lay claim to the bittersweet joy of affliction i have bestowed upon you.
Alas, even you know that can never be.
I belong to no-one and to everyone, all call me their own and all share me, king and peasant alike, rich and poor, strong and weak, all have submitted to me at one point or another. Some resisted, while others were willing to sell their soul just to have me in their lives. I granted the right to them all, and they worshiped and crucified me, i am a God, and i am the Devil, blessing and a curse, i am the greatest joy and the most unimaginable torment you will know in this life. Even on your death bed you will call out to me and ache to experience me once more before you give your last breath back to the air around you. And i shall stand at your feet, unforgiving and benevolent as ever, bathed in the light of heavens and drenched in blood of millions of lives. And whisper but one thing in your ear.
''My name is Love...''.
(2013)
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