A night spent without passion
The elements that combusted into desire were present
Only her heart could not respond the way her body did
Stumbling into the grey walled cell
She tried to coax herself, touching on her own
Trying to draw out the carnal need
Everything covered in orange light and shadows
Nothing changed, Nothing turned on, Nothing on fire
Had the shield on her heart manage to numb her all over?
Suddenly the spasms, of breathlessness
She was suffocating inside her tightly wound self
Gasping for air, for hope, for light…
Hoping to wake up from this parallel universe where she was dead inside
Slowly the shadows consumed her
Swallowing her into her own vortex
Non existent….
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