My heart poured into his like a fire burning down an empty house
but no liquid can dampen this need, this desire.
I bare his mark, etched into my soul like a scare
I gave myself to him.....I married him
I made love to him,
I was his prey and him my predator,
and I stuck out my neck for the fatal bite.
As the flames devour my body,
I breath in his essence taking him into me
the smoke created this delusional trail
that I followed, that I would follow to this day.
A hazy contorted view, like a poisonous flower
so beautiful to look at but dangerous to touch.
He injected me, traveling through my veins
keeping me with his lies,
and they bled out of my eyes like tears
encasing him around me
holding me until we breathed as one.
Our life inside me grew,
our love for one another dispersed
It was now a picture,
blacked and frayed
coated in kerosene
a silhouette of a smoky book
to hold our smiles
to hold our place.
My flames they flickered loudly
screaming at him to love me once again
igniting his longing to be free furthermore.
Finally his flames engulfed me completely
our love like ashes blew into the nights sky
setting themselves among the stars
waiting like a shooting star to fall into us,
explode into our love once more,
and create an up in smoke masterpiece
but love can be so clouded,
and lonely nights so crewel ,
and soon this wind gives way,
to another empty burning house
where it is only me and you.