Chasing Sirens

 Time's meaning erased, embracing fantasy:
fiery tails traced 'cross skies,
disgraced in mind's eye by
beauty beheld and held gently,
moments well spent reminiscing.

List'ning, expectant--
an echo, mirror image,
found reluctant, but willing,
lusting trustingly,
filling cracks with the balm of your smile;

calm descends,
mending rifts in defenses long untended.
Intentions be damned, I want this;
from the first kiss, I was yours.

So ruin me,
fine-tune the machine of yourself for destruction
and break me; shattered and aching, I wait,
impatiently pacing the corridors of mem'ry,
unfailingly brilliant and blinding, spell-binding:
I stand entranced.

You've always known how to own me;
reach out and take what is yours
for the breaking, remake me
from ashes and pain, and all that remains
will be stained with perfection,
a beautifully tainted refrain.