Beatings, lies, abandonment and hunger,
all alone, I lusted yet lost a love.
Once forlorn, there came to me one answer.
Lies, ruin, demise and my end thereof.

To me an angel came, and Love's desire,
whom renewed within me long lost passion.
Yet, tempest calmed, lust and fear sparked a pyre,
raging through our rose-kisses turned ashen.

Love comes and goes, in all its forms, this time
finding us in kindred pain and shadows.
We made love through our demons, losing spine
as we could not be more than our past woes.

Yet through it all, four loves gained and more;
entwined in the divine of yore threescore!