She clasped his face
In her hands firmly
She broke off the kiss
To read his weary skin
Her eyes peered into his dark ones
Dead dreams swirled in them
All she saw was magical madness
This moment encased their worship
Together they were a nascent universe
Her devotion to be devoured
His lips inflamed for her touch
He struggled to kiss her weak
She held him more torn and lost
"Your lips are too pure to kiss me"