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Sweet Husband of Mine

Erotic Poetry
2003-07-06

He knows not what he is, but you know for you've come to be a witness of me, of my crime against this putrid god that doesn't exist except to the unholy, those who dare disbelieve. At last you sigh, knowing I am done with you for the night. I turn back to you one last time, and whisper " Sweet husband of mine." I watch your eyes, no longer so bright, turn black...as black as this night. I make you whole, yet breed your indifference, I taste your tears...and give no remembrance to the way you once were, to the man you once were. Now that you have tasted you may never return, no longer dead, no longer alive. Sweet husband of mine.