Does the Dark not behold the beauty?

For the light is you,

And you take my breath,

Just as the whisper in hour,

As the birds begin to chirp,

Realizing you shall soon rise,

And ever-glowing in the most glorious of positions,

Provoking the heart to beat a thousand beats,

As your eyes shimmer in heat!



How the world does without,

Such splendor to captivate the senses,

I shall never know,

For the night steals your glory,

And beseeches me to take slumber,

Yet hours without the sight of you,

Agony strikes my side like a million thorns.



I lie among the roses,

Yet the aroma does not please me,

As the tender caress of subtle lips,

Or the wicked hand that leaves,

My form weak with need,

That can only be quenched by

Intoxicating essence you exude.



Once such a pleasure is diminished,

My wanton soul prays for its return,

To encounter such ardent flames,

Upon such a valley of lithe silk,

That is the vessel of my form,

Imploring me to surrender to the warmth,

Gratifying dark temptations,

As I am pierced by your arrow of Eros.



Pray I may conceal the Sins plaguing the mind,

For the angels repel such wickedness of tongue;

Am I to be of such strength?

To eschew such amorous lyrics,

Leaving me bereft of all senses,

For my teachings are being put to trail,

And fear I am to fall to error.



May I remain chaste?

When you mere presence conjures,

Yearning to stir within my most innermost chambers,

And ache to succumb to the strike of your magnificent blade,

To be slayed with desire budding with ferocity,

So immense Venus herself would be envious.



Yet my love for you grows fonder,

With no choice but to submit my heart,

Soul, and mind to you,

Surrendering myself to my dashing seraph,

Who envelops me with wings of irrevocable love,

Ensuring me to never allow our bond to be shattered,

For you make up one half of two entwined souls,

One that shall never be whole without the other!