Game Over

I uttered an authoritative groan as he let go of my hand This was it Never ever was I again going to stroke his cheeks or fondle any other art in his glittery body I wanted to run away as memories spanked my mind The pain was lethal furious,eating my every part Showing who was mightier This man had spices,such that had no names or shapes His tongue was a troublemaker, tasting norms only God knows Enslaving me, making me obey, Obey to his ruins and whimps all day, See I worshipped this kind of beauty, this fine-textured lust His passion was a poison I gladly and willingly took Pain and sorrow playing at it best But God knew better for this embedded love or was it a fore-play and the rare bit is here nah? But I played in the pain thrill embracing the warmth, the beauty of this drama As he nicknamed me names but best was BAby Ema So I rode in this wilderness bowing at his feet Swimming in romance, teasing my king It was fun, I was alive and it became clear With this kind of heat is why men exists To carve and scatter my intestines, his every pinch was like nourishing in the feets of heaven and dancing in the skies of Mercury But now I was here hot and steamy, my nipples were dancing and whinning to the sun rays And the hiss of my steam was ramping to a singing voice And all I could do was to watch him disappear I was dying to throw away my multi- billion stained dignity Cause his body turned out to be the most expensive at that moment for me I was ready to marry the golden outfits of sin and be a love freak I was feeling buds of bliss and banners of missing booing my knees Questioning me, asking me to rip my jeans insanely for a quickie So I closed the easiest thing, but opening and closing my eyes was the deadliest thing, He was gone in a sec I watched myself melt away in the juicy desire of wanting him But it was over He had said it yesterday, our last night together That was the last of our best.......