She's a cold habit

By Devilish
as she sleeps
her comfort
leaves me breathless
this monster
beside me
inside me
her scent
still serenades
the air
an untamed
paradise
of my
favorite poison
a moisturizing malice
so unclean
it
seems holy.
she's a cold habit
as she sleeps
her wicked side
settles
fists float
fallacy is forgotten
and
for just a few minutes
i remember why I love her
~n~
how many different
ways
i could kill her
as she sleeps
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Very creative. Enjoyed your poem.