Chapter 1: The Feminine - Ne Manque Jamais
Just when I am on the cusp of breaking, shattering
Exploding in a rainbow, a fantastic array of colors
My journey to that momentary and euphoric high
It never fails to be soiled, cut short
All the previously muted sounds, the pleasant silence
All the sounds come rushing back like waves at high tide
I hear more than breathing, more than low mewls
More than thoughts pleading and screaming,
“Please, please...Yes, we are close...”
All my ringing ears focus upon are keys turning rapidly in the knob,
The opening door
Nude flesh once caressed, teased, and pleasantly tortured
It is hidden in swift silence, unable to breath,
To properly contain its frustrated feel
Put on a smile, greet the rapist of my physical high
Ne manque jamais...
Indeed, it never does...
Exploding in a rainbow, a fantastic array of colors
My journey to that momentary and euphoric high
It never fails to be soiled, cut short
All the previously muted sounds, the pleasant silence
All the sounds come rushing back like waves at high tide
I hear more than breathing, more than low mewls
More than thoughts pleading and screaming,
“Please, please...Yes, we are close...”
All my ringing ears focus upon are keys turning rapidly in the knob,
The opening door
Nude flesh once caressed, teased, and pleasantly tortured
It is hidden in swift silence, unable to breath,
To properly contain its frustrated feel
Put on a smile, greet the rapist of my physical high
Ne manque jamais...
Indeed, it never does...
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