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.
disjointed efforts pulling sinews apart
inside the coliseum of sexual contest
an ensanguined sheet is waved
relentlessly taunting the stubborn beast
their saline soaked hides
give meaning to the matador's intent
without spilling the bull's blood
he sighs with lament
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