My love is too intense for any
Mortal soul.
I need someone old,
Someone ancient,
Someone knowledgeable,
To understand the love I possess.
My love digs deep into the soul,
Deep into the crust,
Into the core.
My love burns and scorches,
My love is not for the weak.
My love will bury you alive
And torture you
Until you give in,
My love will eat you alive
And haunt you until you’re fully mine.
It is not for the weak
So be aware of what you have signed up for.
The Paramour 