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Burned Out
Love -
the true cause of change,
Alike the sun, passionate whilst luring his planets
Enticing the ignorant victims to choose submission.
Dazzling in beauty,
He is beyond any comparison
Blazing his gaze outwards into space-
Shielding his desperation by faux glory
He extends a gracious gravitational pull
In return, we direct all of our immolate attention towards him
Lustfull to the instability that burns bright within
To feel a hand against his searing surface
Sometimes -
He seems too intangible; hot
Yet the yearn for exclusive devotion sets in,
forcing involuntary quakes,
demanding romantic relief.
lascivious outbursts demolish,
Surrendering my last bit of composure to his warmth
I had given into my impulse to appease him
An instant inheritance of mere servitude
Brought unto me from past planets who stayed in their place
Why?
This grueling mental warfare pressed me.
Only he could pull me in closer,
peak my interest, and prey on my kind nature
Using every available opportunity and angle
Trapping me from pushing away.
He knew his magnitude made me merciless
I was his puppet-
no longer in control of my strings
He could mold me into elaborate ceramics of his choosing
Winding me around his finger; I am twisted and maimed solely for gratification
The weight of his authority is lorded over me
Soon I see rotations around me changing
For his benefit
we conform to meet every endless demand
Anguished while trying time, and time again
Adapting ourselves to his rising temperature.
achieved commands meant nothing.
He grew greedy for more.
Looking at myself was unrecognizable.
To be blackened by his fiery embers
as a result of obedience.
The pinnacle of love
so
I convince myself that evolving to his unobtainable whims is the only way
He would be my answer to this vast darkness that surrounds us all
Filling my loneliness with excessive spectacles of absurdity and self-loathing hatred
The haunting truths of love forces me to accept bleak realities-
an unremarkable eternity of revolving myself around a vain, distorted universe
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This is an extended metaphor comparing love to the Sun's orbit.