Apr 26
I wrote a short piece
Title: Her Abyss
Eyes
Dark as a breathless midnight,
Alluring like the moon in twilight.
A quiet gateway to the void,
Where even eternity dissolves.
A dark abyss that suffocates me,
And still, I long to drown in it.
Her voice,
A melody deeper than a siren’s call,
A whisper — soft, inevitable, and forbidden,
Promises laced with sin,
Falling gently from her lips.
Oh, those lips,
Where temptation takes its form.
A faint curve at the corner,
And I am already in hell — one of the damned.
Her laugh,
Even the monsters pause,
Caught in its ethereal curse.
The abyss does not frighten me —
It undoes me.
And I am terrified
Of how deeply I want to dissolve in it.
