No need to scream in such terror, my love.
I only want the best of you
to be with all of me for eternity.
Dry your
salty trails
of frustration, my love.
I only want you to see
the beauty I see in you.
Stop your quivering lips, my love.
I only want to taste
of your sweet innocence,
the very aroma which led me
to you.
Ah, the pounding of your racing heart, my love.
Fuels my everlasting desire
to combine our souls,
twisted as one.
Save your strength for our union, my love.
Oh, how you disappoint me!
This is my first time participating in the 100 Word Challenge.
This week’s challenge is to ‘create a recipe of a dish fit for a witch.’
