Fall into my arms
You fool, my heart is yours to take.
My lips are yours; my soul adores
'O my projected self, of late.
So, fall into my arms, you pirate.
You reeling, stealing bee.
Steal my lips
Make them wet
As in your depths
So, I shall forget
The spell you left on me.
Delighting my every fright.
A phantasm;
A wicked magic show
From which my dreams
And all that seems
A wayward
False esteem.
So, wet your lips and kiss me
Tease me on this night.
Taste me.
Devour me.
It is our sacred rite.
And use your hips to melt my wax
Round my gentle moon
Burn my skin
To break thou vow
And ‘ere we do begin.
Make me disappear and reappear
Until the dawn does break.
And fall into my arms, you swank
That thou love mayest take.
Kill me.
Use me.
Savor you, I fear
Excite me.
For If thy soul, thee come too near
And that thy tomorrow
Tis clear! Tis clear!
This day was never here.
And yesterday there were no crimes
Now my heart doth fear.
So, take me in your arms
You angel of death.
As if life were god's mistake
Linger on me, you jealous fool
I know you know the stakes
And at this moment
You will be mine
A rapture to forsake
And nay a curse
And nay the fear
And nay a heart you take
So, take me in your loving arms, you saint
Before a coward's heart you break
Free those sins
Begin again
A demon's only freight.
For I am released, but for now
To stay, to regret the salted earth
The rubbled forest, the boiling sea
The lies you told to me.
So, take me in your arms, you waft.
You lithe and luring, rake
As our demons know
Hate aglow
We're here for redemption's sake.
And things best seen in darkness
Are waiting for your spine
To break the day!
The stars at night!
Are mine! Are Mine!
All of these poems and more can be found HERE in the anthology “A Cartographer”.