Sonnet #1
An urge grows inside me now
A desire I can't control
I must have you somehow
Before the demons take their toll
You lay here beside me
Asleep perhaps a dream
My ungodly hand caresses thee
I am not what you seem
For when the sky is bright
And the sun, like a worker clocks out
When the stars are blinded by said light
And crickets and cicada's shout
I turn into something worse
Than what I have become
Your love for me is like a curse
And the evil in me is of a great sum
I have changed at this moment
And fear my lust grows
The cure has not always been heaven sent
And I'm sure another certainly knows
I must end it now or at least try
In the words of a lover "Thus with a kiss I die".
