I felt it profoundly
He just hit the panic button
As devil
He kicked on it hardly
“Why is he always looking at me?”
Said I
“Why he never tells me the f**king word?”
Murmured I
Still, he never spoke a word
Splash, my heart fell and burst in a snap
Babe, love, honey…
I waited for these simple words
But he only looked at me
Smiled to me
Froze me
And then muted me
I couldn’t escape from his charm
Like a sweet sin, his touch was so intense and luscious
Slowly and smoothly, his eyes shaved my unfinished eyelash
Like a stream mine rivered instead
Like a brush his brown eyes finished my grotesque hairstyle
And my heart crumbled in dust
I whispered no, but the sound biased into a “yeah”
They vigorously tongued me hair to toes though
Sweetly and profoundly, they lowered down my skin
And my blood clotted into a harsh ice
I consequently fell into his arms
And he let me crush into a marble wall instead
He punished my fallen heart like a demon
and disappeared abruptly like an angel
Nothing happened
Just stared at the flying angel lighting in the sky
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I love your metaphors and description. They combine to bring the sound of frustration to the poem. This is great work.