The number thirteen

Permanently burned into

Every memory

You were never mine

Your eyes only hid secrets

It's better this way

My senses, all

completely deprived,

water surrounds me,

embracing my every curve



Serenity replaces all

of the residual tendrils

of unfitted rage,

and shying sanity



As my lungs

begin to shrivel

and my soul

fades to black



I'm sickly satisfied.

Here in the valley,

Dreams are broken to pieces

In this sleepy town

Forsaken flames,

lick your way across my hips,

a pleasure that

I have dearly missed


Beautiful flames;

my lovely poison.

Their forgiving intensity,

bites just as I remember


Scarlet flames,

wrap your tendrils round me.

You're dripping with satisfaction

when I know not of other pleasures


Flames,

love me tender,

bring me pain;

come and coddle me


Every new, unwelcomed day

The shadows dancing

They always follow in stride

They consume it all

Look into my eyes

Push your passion into me

This is total bliss