CAMELOT FANTASIES

In the auditorium of life
The stage is set
Tragicomedy of all comedies
Where pain in all measures of disdain
Is interwoven with the
Skepticism of love and affection
Extravaganza of the mystery
That lies beneath the psyche
Of the dark twisted lovers
That still hold on to remnants
Those delicious memories of
Passion of libidinous desire
Where the muse infused the fire
Of lust and salacious greed
One lover was drawn into
A threesome
The melodrama blew out
From a domineering counterpart
In excess of melodrama
For the imbalance was evident from the start
When we rely on lack of trust
Sapiosexual of all intimacy
To fulfill and satiate the lust
Stomping of the heart
Is merely forgot
Until one drowns in the emotions
That come unbound
In each playful thrust
That sends the orgasmic
Little deaths
To multiple wave shocks
Possible broken hearts

~Divine