Fatal attraction

“Mysteries of attraction could not always be explained through logic. Sometimes the fractures in two separate souls became the very hinges that held them together.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

That insatiable thirst

which rises from the depth of my soul

and devours me like a wildfire

this incessant need

to be wrapped around your soul

like an unstoppable contagion

this is the fever which is catching on

I’m getting drawn in

I love your lies

and I can slurp your deception

till that last drop

which quenches my thirst

and satiate my parched soul

You can pretend it not meant to be

but I can see the swirl of passion

in the black of your eye

and like a laughter hidden in the trees

I can  find your fragments buried in me

that surge of emotions

my soul is tainted by the carnal desire

like a festering wound

I could cut that out

rendering me useless

I’m finally giving in to this infection

this love is too hard to abstain.

–Megha