The Serene

What is this calming euphoria that showers itself over me in an orgasmic ooze of wanton sin…

I like it… I like it a lot…

So peaceful… so beautiful in its cloaked darkness…

There is chaos all around it… but the serene… the serene deflects it…

Demons claw at its core to no avail… angels seek refuge in its bosom with futile efforts…

But the serene is impenetrable… the serene wants no company…

The serene is stone cold with an aura of a crimson hue that blinds the weak man to his knees…

What gruesome silence… the haunting sweetness…

Blissful death seems to soothe the heart of the beast…

But the serene finds her bliss within the walls of ether… a heavenly purgatory of nether realms…

Satan does not walk this road…. God does not light this path… we wander alone in the serene…

Is there solace?