A taste of euphoria swept over her
When thoughts of him crossed her mind
How she loved the smell of him
Even his sweat was liquid gold
Pouring from his pores
To hear his voice resonated comparable to
A Nightingale
Singing in tune to his every step
When he would look upon her
His gaze resting on that special part of her
She feared she’d never drink in enough
Of him
Her prince her king her nightmare
She gave of herself unselfishly
Putting his desires above her own
What a fool she was to give so much and
To receive so little
Her prince her king her nightmare
And when his words turned to evil enunciations
More destructive than physical blows
Leaving no visible scars
But a broken heart and trampled upon
Soul
She began to question her worth
Her prince her king her nightmare
Anger began to creep into her crevices'
Whereas love once roomed
Love turned slowly into hate eating away at her
Entrails consuming, destroying the person
She once was
Her prince her king her nightmare
Enmity
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