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eroticvultura: Like, seriously old men, please stop. Just... stop. Don't waste your time or mine. Go. Shoo. BYE.

eroticvultura: The Haunting Endures

Whatsoever shall I fall to find,
digging in the dark earth?
Whatsoever shall I crave,
whatsoever shall I curve
around my body like skin –
Your splintered smile
like shrapnel in my heart?
Your crippling fear,
your noxious need?
Whatsoever shall I do
with such things
when you refuse me?

Yet I am forgetting
you with fervor, fevered,
pursuing Other Other Other
though crying, imagining
your lips curled just so,
teeth glinting,
grinning like
a carved
pumpkin

so tell me, tell me,
how do I do this?
Teach me, professor,
show me the way
around your guilty
departure.

Shame is a shiv in the gut,
I know, I know,
so I forgive you, I do,
but your memory
will forever be fractured
by your cowardly, your
cruel retreat and God,
isn’t that awful?

Isn’t it a horror
to know it never
had to be this way?

eroticvultura: If you are older than me, please don't bother me. I am not here for older men.

eroticvultura: My usename is a reference to a song, not a signal that I want to fuck you.

eroticvultura: Oh and just because I am away that does not mean I am away. I am a mysterious and mercurial creature, what can I say?