Black

I felt you like death, swiftly gliding over the surface of the pines.
Watching, wakeful, so softly in your presence, but oh so cunningly harsh in your delivery.
Struck me down with one fatal glance, so revered, caressing everything around you without a single touch.
Consumed in your irreverent glory, like ghostly shadows, we melt into the comfort of each other’s misery, everlasting in the purest fashion.

I felt you like death, your touch as intoxicating as your charm.
My body trembles, crumbling under the weight of your beauty, all reason ceasing to exist.
Enveloped in an icy chill, I am defenseless just the same; the radiance that you exude so effortlessly finally worked its magic on me.
Deconstructed by your powers that be, in your constant state of grace, I cannot help but be drawn to you still, the downfall well worth it.

I felt you like death, swiftly gliding over the surface of the pines.
Intoxicating in your charm, and ever-so-steady in your grace, no resemblance of the danger lurking beneath.
I felt you like death, and yet I cannot wait for your arrival.

Come and eviscerate me.

© Copyright October 2013/July 2016

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