Anima taken by lust
Captivated by her eyes
Enticed by an aroma
Lured into her life
while my anima is slowly being taken
Seizing my will to think,
To speak, to hear.
All I see is her
How the light glistens on her hair
How her eyes are the perfect shade of grey
And how plump her lips are
But I’m fading
My sole existence is coming to an end
the life i envisioned with her was all a facade
As this realization comes to
She kisses my lips and says
“somnus amica nunc mihi animus tuus”
anima: soul
somnus amica nunc mihi animus tuus: Sleep my love, for your soul is now mine.
Guide that inspired this poem: