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I bid love's mirror fond adieu
          but saw it gazing back at you
               my face framed in your iris'
     flecked with gold ...

I dared to press your lips to mine
          while yours were tasting hers, divine
               those crimson - yours, dark plum
     mine, parched and cold ...

with cravings mixing mouths and flesh
          we danced a merge of limbs, enmeshed
               our feral, dark ambitions
     drowned and dire ...

drunk with the wine of blood, taboo
          I poured my madness into two
               and still our manic meld
     was white-hot fire ...

I dared that looking-glass reveal
          the way you split my heart to feel
               such yearning for the
     carnal cares of two ...

when I would die for just one peck
          your perfect bows upon my neck
               and forfeit all I know
     for ONLY you ...

why does it seem I'm ne'er enough
          just me ALONE - not 'double' stuff
               alas, to swim your source
     and make it mine ...

these wispy women that we split
          keep you from being intimate
               yet that's the precious pearl
     I long to shine ...

the mirror needs to meet my fist
          and shatter all that can't exist
               each shard, a cheek to press
     your tender breath ...

just once I'd love to look your eyes
          no 'jeux de groupe', just my demise
               the bittersweet reflection ...
     of love's death.

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