Temptress

Love. That cruel mistress we enslave ourselves too. The meaningless onslaught of emotion ebbing away at our charachter, forcing our personalitys to bury themselves. Why must all happiness come at a price too dear to pay? Because beauty catches our eye warping the mind of the beholder. Remove me from the snares of bondage. Free my burdened spirit. As the gentle wind glides across the mountain tops sleep over takes my mind...

By: Matthew Lynn