I Am Yours

This was for the 'Gothica' Competition.

The moon’s enthralling glare lashes out at my once devout heart,
Sincere to you, to your hunger and despair.
I allowed such ravenous needs to be satisfied by my skin,
Such thirsts to be quenched from within my veins.
I felt your pain as you relished the sentiment,
Of my being your slave and adherent.
You unceasingly severed my heart, I would lie willingly,
Convincing myself of my need for such an aching.

And yet, looking within my resonating depth,
I see that still, I would give you all this again.
I will take your torture every tomorrow that is yet to come.
Come back to me and finish this, continue your purpose,
It is now my purpose also; your absence has shown me that.
Further strip away at my being, my core, tear apart my hope for anything else.
Bury me in your mind’s whim, your twisted illusions,
Enact your desires to be cruel to me, to prove your bind to me.

As the night’s wailing voice carries through the trees around me,
You appear before me, you knew I wanted you, you felt my call for you.
Guide me upon your body, permit me to present you with a cure for your longing.
My eyes follow your lips as you speak, each word compels me,
I hear beyond your command,
I hear your craving once again, you are undeniably mine again.
Take what you wish, and I will offer you more and more,
As we show our love in our private way, our way of near-death and passion.