Exquisite Agony

Perfect
harmony, shaped and
polished on a face.
Pure, priceless innocence
found in the smell
of a perfumed nape,
smoothed flesh
and curves.

The fairer sex
becomes all the fairer
when there is
None
around to hold you.

Like brightly shining
sapphires dripping arsenic,
they place daggers in
the mind. Forcing
us to long for the pain,
because we would rather
be hurt than alone.

There is no greater drug
than the love
of a woman.
It hooks you
with a sideways glance
and instantly digs
fiery nails into
the heart.
A white knuckle grasp
that can never
be fully
shaken off.