Amaranthine

He kisses like dark skies Bewitches with dark eyes And rains down upon me A mad, storm-born love. In the wake of him I am lost betwixt and between Reality and the illusions thereof. He shines with blood and fire Impels me beyond desire To a realm out of bounds of mind. We swell and surge like liquid night Like life in flight Expanding unfolding through space and time. By savage grace I am free With feral lust I see The unabashed violent beauty of the night. With his touch I am razed With his breath I am saved And borne up to soar empyrean heights. Slowly now I return As softly drips My love from ensanguined lips Finitude as surely evanescent as a dream. With a kiss he whispers my name Again, again and yet again Forever and forever and forever Amaranthine.