I Am In Love With MedusaImmune to her glareThat beautiful stone casting stareEnchanted by her powersI gaze at her eyes for hoursHer eyes are marbels of pure perfectionMirrored soul reflectionsThat speak, she is not evil, just possessedBy a curse that cannot be but to restHer snake hair starts to hiss As I lean towards her for a kissAnd when our lips meetMy heart she defeatsI am in love with medusa.
ApathyUnfeeling happinessno taste buds for a sip of blissa crooked grinyet genuineemotions don't exist
lovely photo!