Blood pressures astound all
Bad pleasures, as tales unfold,
Intensifying at speed of sound
The cushy clouds
Can't stop or hold
Or delay the fall
As my mind wage wars
At my heart's ragged sword
Slicing my sense of Proud
Sentimental heartbeat's loud
turmoil of infatuated thoughts
by my insecurities' low
Self-esteem, and skin-deep claws
Morose cuts and verbal blows
Which love left, last time around
Disguised as a timid Playground
Of Roleplay and submissive roles
beneath a lustful eye's applause
Round of shameless, misled cause
Of defenseless, conflicted, aroused dose
Manifesting in moanful sounds
Blindly, Intimate slavery unbound
Like an open hand pricked by rose
As though, this love, I chose
Until an overdose of climax pours
And regretful thoughts unleash a morose
Emotional betrayal of sound (astound)
Before I blunder, plunge and fall
Down besides the clothes in close
range with your bleeding toes
(Vulisanii > Genna)