One touch
and the marrow of me turns to stone.
I ascend beyond flameās reach,
yet fall endlessly into you.
You decree, and I kneel
a pawn in your endless night.
The sun bleeds,
but the dark is unbroken.
We speak without words,
tongues entwined in silence.
Your touch clouds my sight,
and your world swallows mine.
Even sober, I stagger lost,
my reason devoured,
my will undone.
I am consumed in ruinous devotion,
bound to your shadow.
Madness clings to me,
and still I descend
for I know no cure,
only the eternal wound
of loving you.
-dmnd
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