"...3," she grins
"...2" I hear the thrill in her voice  
"...1,"
Click!

The embers ignite with the distortion of a drunken fight
We struggle and fumble under the dark light
And its sleepy glow barely illuminates anything at all.

Beneath night's cloak we were
Free to dance with creatures of the night
With perfectly painted faces and
Lurid and artificially shaped talons.
I drag both her and it in, all at once;

My dizzying beauties are out to **** me- It
is a
race until
the end

And
I am
breath

less. I clutch
a trophy in shame.
This is my hollow victory

I was ready to wither away into
The grass, the dirt, my roots;
Infiltrating the space where my stringed pearls
And rings and shiny little angels huddled together
Not for warmth- but filthy acceptance.

I saw myself in the mirror,
Did you see me too?
Or was I that speck of glitter clinging
Onto you by the skin of your eyelids

Down on my knees begging,
"Please don't brush me off,"
because my bark will bear you: blazed always
A portrait of the directions
To find my way back home.

You have seeped into my veins
An intravenous drip of affection
Conjured into this darkness and
Coursing through my bloodstream.

My valves twitch obediently;
There is nothing natural about this affair
Where you rest your tired head on
The wells of my body.
My collarbones greet you with great
Uncertainty

They tell me to walk away,
To forget about you.
Come what may
They don't have a clue
About how I feel towards you

I think of you everyday;
I don't care about what the others say.
You never leave my mind
And I fantasize about you all the time.
How could loving you be a crime?

I constantly long for your embrace
There is too much time to waste
Another day without you is night.

So quick!
Wrap yourself around me and
Cradle me until the end