She*

Her flesh, his lust
Her words, his imagination
Her mind, his obsession
Her desire, his duty

Like a spider web,
She cleaved to his body
Never letting him go

Him, addicted to the pain
She inflicts in his senses
Gave up all escaping attempts

She was what he yearns for
He was a mean of gratification

She was his passion
He was her android

She reined his imagination
He satisfied her sex

She was a pure fantasy
His mind was messed up

Sick, he was
Not physically,
But obsessed
With that which
He couldn’t have.