You ask of me,
To trust.
To bite of the ripened peach.
Savor the delight that is you,
Breathe in ecstasy,
The elixir of your flesh.
The starlight of your eyes,
Illuminating the darkness,
On the path that I have followed.
The butterfly wings that flutter,
Against my skin,
With each and every kiss.
You ask this of me.
To forget the inevitable,
****** of the blade.
Accept the scar from the flame,
Your eventual absence will bring me.
To welcome the oncoming storm,
Of winter with open arms.
To worship,
Desire,
Hope for,
The oncoming death,
Of your love for me.
Ask me once more.