A Kiss in the Dark

I was the satyr you embraced who was more than a kiss in the dark and rose in your eyes like a rising sun to dry the wet dew of your hauntings I was the twilight breeze to your evenings the burning star in your celestial black sky where your perdition tempered my surrender you were the intoxication of my life's longing a flavored fruit to be devoured in your sensual secluded realm of fantasy who drew me in like a black widow whose fragrant essence fermented a desired forbidden love revealing a more excited passion that clouded my senses I wandered the abandoned places of my soul grasping for a jeweled thread of possibilities you dangled from your web of deceit freely laughing as I reached once again for your soft skin covered in the balm of aromatic aroma inviting my senses to vanish in the banquet of your fervor designed to fill my lips with your Lilith kiss of revenge for those who came before to leave nothing, between my memory and the passing of time but an empty husk... that was my heart