Illusions

To feel as one in ever bonding union with sad and piety fair. Locked in fear held by bondage, teased with joy. Rejection is peace. To encumber a being entwined in passion is near. Forever shall I feel my soul touch my being for hell is near and heaven follows to no avail. Sleep shall elude me for the eternal one is clouded in shadows of lust. Shall we still search each others heart of hearts. The wings of doves follow close now, and forever shall we gain a life of illusion. Once may be twice and enough, but scars scraped from bone will always be my destiny. I cry loudly for peace with willowy bellows and only lonely echoes resonate. May I breathe deep with sorrow and feel the hollow of thy breast. For a last breath is all we ever ask. I beg once again to deaf ears that I may fly through my forgotten sins, and forever dance with praise. For I am eternal, forever more.