I'm just scribbling here really, but I figured some people might enjoy reading what goes on in my head.
Here's to 50 great years.
G x
Enigmatic.
Charismatic.
He plundered her heart, loved her, teased her,
held her long hours in the velvet night until
she wept with pleasure.
She had touched every scar, his adventures mapped
onto his skin, like ink.
Tatooed her own name with a kiss.
Persephone.
Hades.
She was trapped until the morning sun
brushed her desires away easily
as cobwebs.
Her unfulfilled desires burned like a brand,
a scar deep in her flesh.
He was her everything, always.
She was one of many for him, another girl in a long line of lovers.
To her, he was her everything,.