The spotlight on my skin
that never serves me justice.

your pale smooth skin
     slides under me
     as we are more sweat
     than bone
     i suckle
     your pink taut areolas
     you clutch my hair
     and my fingers spread
     everywhere
     you close your eyes
     bite down your lips
     shudder slightly
     gasp
     a low heavy breath
     and it’s like
     some shade in an inferno
     opened a cobwebbed window
     from the blackest molten bowels
     to release the compressed
     stagnate humid air
     from your deepest self.

love burns the fire in your chest
while burning your insides to ash,
though this is the best part. (i think)

You are the only antidote to the pain you caused
But like everything that could save me
You just ended up tearing me out
And i was hoping you would come
before there was nothing left to fix
And you came
but i was already gone
now this shell of the girl i used to be
remains to remind you of what you have lost

You were the only escape i had to these tragedies
that laid scattered all around me
but like everything that could have helped me
you were a bit too out of my reach
And i was hoping you'd take a step to bridge the gap
maybe you did
but it was a bit too late
i was already in too deep
to ever surface again

You had the touch that could keep me from falling
a million suns in your soul that could unfreeze me
but like every hope, you chose to forsake me
And i kept hoping and praying you'd see
how The cold kept burning the life out of me
maybe you would have, maybe you did
but life had already left me
never to come to me
again

You thought I was that type:
That you could forget me,
And that I'd plead and weep
And throw myself under the hooves of a bay mare,

Or that I'd ask the sorcerers
For some magic potion made from roots and send you a terrible gift:
My precious perfumed handkerchief.

**** you! I will not grant your cursed soul
Vicarious tears or a single glance.

And I swear to you by the garden of the angels,
I swear by the miracle-working icon,
And by the fire and smoke of our nights:
I will never come back to you.

Why is she so beautiful?
So perfect and kind?
So wise and sweet?
And why was I so blind?

Why did I not see it?
How right you are?
Though not perfect,
To me you're a star.

I waited too long my dear,
To feel or say,
But it was all for a reason,
And now we've found our way.

Why so perfect?
Why am I blessed?
Why did He give me you?
I know it was for the best.

And I have no regrets,
No second thoughts retreat,
I'll stay with you to work it out,
My friend beautiful and sweet.