In the Mist

Butterfly whims As I think only of him The rapture of his undying charms Choking back the tears while cradled in his arms Swallowing the fears, upon Locus’ wings I fly, I flutter, coming apart at the seams Anguished, all a fluster, my soul splits in two I ponder upon which side I should choose All this wishful thinking, my will succumbs Bitterness, wastefulness, I am undone Thinking, shrinking, in the love of you Just a little love, a little hope, I come unglued Confused, disoriented, I am amiss a great change Warped dimensions, within this madness I remain Happiness disarming A vortex with few encounter truths Incinerated, scorching fires, a make up of hidden rules A dark angel, the shadow of light His kisses, his heart, he will not be denied Wistfulness, betrayal, sucking me in Void, this empty space, the black corners of sin Reign over this soul distant, jaded Will I not find my heart? Now, before it tears the both of us apart Surreal, unfortunate, late in the game That I should awaken of the past Before I cause more pain Treacherous copies of the self Torturous heart falls into this self made hell Once deprived of love, now received Held captive as I fail to believe Wavering, an innocent heart torn Nothing lost, reborn, in a haze I mourn Devastated, my mind devoured, I break into tears All for the love of him… My life, my essence I vanish into thin air.