Analysis of Sensations In Flesh

An anonymous emotion crept up on
bittersweet desire while fluttered passion
spilled in fresh artwork; strokes that edify
the audience in the mind's open eye.
With a deadly embrace he set to entice
those ephemeral joys of yesteryear,
the estuary which lingered near his cheek
rushed to exhume the agony under skin,
it would expire soon for these moments splashed
pleas across eyes of hatred; hot colour.

Hilarity was ready to massacre,
obliterate language while a sensual
paradoxical proposition prepared a laugh;
a parody to curl sensations in flesh.
A pulse of sanctity begged for mercy,
the shadowy, sinuous snivel that
slapped it down bared its yellow teeth.
Translucence slipped away from ragged tears
and a trivial question exploded.
"Why?" Said the light side of the vision.
"Because I can." And with that a sultry
schizophrenic snarl echoed in the dark.