Were you my twin flame, my second half so many miles away. Continent’s split us but souls entwined and stayed.
Your voice echoed in my mind on electronic devices, hands rest cold in manic embraces.
Whispers of your scent scanned in binary, delivered to my claws and finery.
Delusions and demons force the construct, detonated, fall fast and destruct.
Ramblings of a mad man insaner by the hour … But I could of sworn for moment that you were my flower, my source of power.
Let your song sing on in my ears, be with me and erase my fears. My sonic illusion of peace and piety, you’ll be gone with my sobriety.
D March 2017