yen
your yen inside me screams Mephistophelian, — i'm yours… [forever] my seductive dream encrypted on your pillow keeps alive your hell its moaning feeds you to nourish me with your love, — haunted and famished
⁂ Writer’s Note: Just a metaphorical, innocent exploration of artistic inspiration with intuitivety, structured around the music's rhythm and creative flow. ⁂ So, thru which corridor of your nerves does happiness infiltrate inside you? And. At what time?