Walking the Void

A shining light cloaked in swirling darkness-
We dance in this eternal masquerade,
The caress of the other too painful to bear.
A burning adoration scorched my wings,
Chained and bound to myself by honour,
My arms severed from my heart,
Lips cold to the immolation wishes of dreams.
The core of the void drew closer to me,
Recalling a hunger once long-forgotten-
Helpless, I cried out for a saviour;
Searching out salvation from seduction,
My soul was led astray into the emptiness.

I soon found myself aching, wanting
That which was closer to me than myself.
Desire took residence in my veins,
An insatiable craving wracked my body,
Nervous beads of sweat upon my neck and brows
A fever rushing into anticipating legs.
Yet, stolid, steadfastly I stood-
Facing my own annihilation at your hands.

You fled!-
Gone, far away from my twitching fingers.
My fate had been accepted long ago,
Here, it threatened to escape upon delicate
Midnight-blessed feet, a fragile figure escaping.
I chased, ignited into a furious shining blaze,
Your flames no longer stung my face.
Grown accustomed to the brimstone in my lungs,
I held you closely in my arms;
How like a ghost you were-
Fading from my sight into devilish drapery,
The crimson which enfolds the secret spaces-
Tucked carefully into this man's chest,
You shall permanently reside
Consumed by and fed on raw emotion.