You are the father I always wanted
You are the lover I always needed.
Next to you I was as calm as a rock.
With you I was as wild as a storm.
So I came back again. After everything. I could not stay away.
I know now: You are no soulmate. And this is no fairytale.
It was a frenzy. A flock of sparrows that swarms and then comes to rest suddenly.
I cannot explain us in moments. It was in the movement we made together:
The flashes of dark. Sudden ruptures of light. Bursts of secret sadism. The pain of pushing and pulling endlessly.
And finally out of my throat black spores erupted all over you.
This was my deepest fantasy, manifested as raw as sunlight. I could never have enough.
So we dug down together, until it collapsed all around us.
And now I am sick of you. I am sick from you.
I will never be so deeply lost in you.