Once again, tonight, Madness grabbed my hand and led me on the dance floor. Once again, I yield to her delicate hands and we hear his song on a not relaxed. Can we speed, twirling at the option of notes on the staff. We fly along the wind whispers through the trees, we have about the sound of screams of the night. The moonlight leads us to the ends of the reasonable and we are taking.
Dance ablaze and his body became more insistent cons mine. I feel, I feel its perfume, I feel the silk of her dress slipped under my hands, I feel the warmth of his being insane. I feel my life slipped through his fingers. And then she plates his lips against mine and I feel in me sweep the death of everything except her. She owns me.
We are a layer of cloud and a sprig of silk glides over skin. I smell her hair, I feel her nails on my skin, I feel his lips on my lips. And I feel nothing.
Then the dance continues, but at a different pace. I feel teeth through my body, I feel her nail scratch my chair, I feel her breath burn my soul and consume me. Then it becomes soft and lick my wounds, strokes my head and my tears sponge. Then she starts screaming in snatching. And I can not feel anything.
She lets me take over. I feel that this is wrong, but I did. I returned, I play with, I avenge, I kiss, I scratch, I bite. I smell of his flesh, captivating and beautiful. I feel my fingers entwine around his, my tongue around his tongue, his legs around mine and she has more time. And I can not feel anything.
Then she bites me, getting me a last gasp of pleasure and pain. Then I died. And I can not feel anything.
When I wake, she disappeared. Leaving behind a scent of defeat, a silk dress, a soul completely torn and sheets soaked with sweat. Here
with whom I sleep for ages, here's my lover, Madness. Demonic. In addition to leave me like that, it gives me another gift. A clear vision at all. Incisive clarity. And as we humans can not borne such clarity, I remember and dance resumed.
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