I had no intentions of leaving him
and at no point could I have ever would
his wrath was upon me like a priest with stones like an unending worship to christ
he was everything I ever looked for
mystic. dark. dominate.
and steaming. with intellect.
the way. we walked.
through the city
hand and hand
and he grabbed me to dance
at the top of the Spanish steps
the way he took me down the dark alley way
with nothing but the sound of the ac unity and heavy breathing forced upon each other
the way we said cheers every sip we took.
-mary of silence
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