Under Your Hadean Gaze


Under your Hadean gaze,
I gulp twice before I write,
when I go back to the never-ending maze.

How you could never be fazed,
when my emotions kept rising on a tide,
under your Hadean gaze.

How exhausting was the chase,
but it was worth that Red Bite,
when I go back to the never-ending maze.

I could never forget how your fingertips graze,
that my body can never fight,
under your Hadean gaze.

From your suction, my face grimaced,
when my blood was too low to rise,
I remembered the hidden malice in your face,
when I go back to the never-ending maze.

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