# Black Glass Author: DrianaLeSouris Tags: Broken glass, Confessions, Demons, Disappointment, Drama, Heartbreak, Hurtful, Love, New Love, New Start, New man, Temptation, amor, begging, broken heart, hurting, liars, need #3 of Poetry ~Black Glass~ A look so raw and carnal,  A laugh so vicious,  A single drip...  I wanted to ask you a question, My Demon.. Will you love me one more time?  Drip.. Drip.. Drip... A single call of my name,  A firm grip of your hands on my hips,  A caress of your lips..  Drip.. Drip..  Drip... Tell me, Mr. Demon..  Will you stop my beating heart with your love, one more time?  Drip..  I waited in this trapped glass looking out but only seeing myself.  I waited for it to shatter in hopes it was you cracking it.  I waited like time waits to communicate..  Tick..  Tock..  Tick... Tock... Let me ask you again, Mr. Demon..  Will you love me one more time?  Jacking up my blood pressure.  Jacking up my hopes.  Jacking up a storm between fire and ice.  Drip..  I surrendered myself.  I surrendered the need.  I surrendered my heart. Tell me, Mr. Demon.. Are you finally satisfied?  I heard it from your lips once.  I heard it from your lips several times.  I heard it fill the halls with the truth..  I realized what lies you've told.  Sniffle..  Drip..  Tick.. Tock..  Shatter the glass.  Shatter the glass until it makes me bleed.  Shatter the glass until it crunches beneath your steps.  Shatter the glass like the pride you took in shattering my heart.  Tell me, Mr. Demon..  Will you love me one more time?  It was a lifeline.  It was a hold of possession.  It was a simple caress that started all this.  I'm tired, Mr. Demon..  You've finally won.  Your lies have finally won.  Your secrets have been exposed.  I shattered that glass...  Now I dance with a new Demon. Hello there Mr. Demon..  Shall I call you Mr. Demon?  No.  No. No.  I call you, My Love.  Hello there, My Love.  Will you grant me a new start?  A giggle.  A smile. A flirt.  Hello there, My Love.  Will you grant me a new smile?  I watched the way your silver tongue caressed.  I watched the way your butterflies filled.  I watched the way your presence became my safe haven.  Hello There, My love.  Will you grant me a kiss?  You gave a reason.  You gave a pulse.  You gave a new flame.  Hello There, My Love.  Will you grant me a new laugh?  Hello There, My Love.  Will you grant me a new story?  Hello There, My Love.  Will you grant me your heart?   Hello There, My Love.  Will you grant me a new black glass?  Dedicated to a broken heart. Source: https://sofurry.com/s/q1xjav9m Part of the series Poetry Previous: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1173285-years-of-distance.md Next: https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1173288-walking-away.md