all those years, you were waiting
on your knees, a soldier surviving
waiting to pull me out of the dark
but darling, don’t cross the line
this is where I live, where I stand
the darkness is what I feast
I breathe fire and drink tears
a falcon, I haunt your dreams
a beetle, dressed in fear
sneaking into your ear
whispering riddles, sincerely
to my soldier, to my dear
to my lover, to my queen
to my prince, to my hawk
you’re the curse that I caught