Timbzy:

There they both stand,
All covered in sweat,
Their fingertips touching,
Pass on the regret,

Secretive messages,
Translate through saliva,
Meaningless feelings,
Drift through the vagina,

Known as licentious,
She still has a heart,
Can’t use it to love,
Pay now, she’ll depart,

Still searching for love,
Within his temptation,
Discovering no one,
Fuels his frustration,

Sickened with thoughts,
Of being forlorn,
Forever alone,
His broken heart’s torn,

Death became his life,
Yearning for an end,
Constant inner battles,
His conscience can’t defend,

Undaunted by pain,
His body collapses,
Soul has been slaughtered,
His condition relapses.

I love how you detail these dark emotions...you've got some skill! This too is extraordinary. Another drunken masterpiece, perhaps?

- Laura