She is the balm to my insanity and yet, every time I’ve been inside of her sweet body, I’ve been lost in throes of delirium. Madness and chaos I welcome because she’s consumed every bit of me. A silent, unmerciful storm that’s shaken and thrown my world around and I want more. Crave more. Because she saw me. Saw the sickness that resides in my mind, heart and soul – she saw, she accepted, pocketed it, and chose to love me. I lose it.
