Cuddled in your warmth, doodling purple roses,
Basking in an afterglow, high on desire.
I breathe you in, musk and a hint of mystique
A flint stoking my dormant embers afire.
Undulating trance to a rhythm ecstatic,
A purple haze enraptures, I see you swoon.
Our gentle monotone turns psychedelic.
Pain surges as your fingers dig crescent moon
Adorning my pale skin with purple bruises.
Even as I run, turn away, cleanse my mind,
You lure me back with love, of a toxic kind.
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Mithila is a Financial Business Analyst but currently a stay-at-home mom to two tiny tots. A die-hard fiction fan, she has recently taken a plunge into writing poetry and short stories.
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