Umbra, Awakened

Exhaling glass into the air
inhaling shards back through
her hair, flailing madness in the dark
dancing dreams of candles, dying sparks  
slipping into worlds swirling  
liquid metal in her glass,
lovely poison glistening
grinning eyes made of matter
and it looks like glass-
And as the passage opens filling  
ice into the room I'm laughing  
at the pain I feel reaching up  
to feel her bloom
 
Underneath the crescent moon
her eyes shift to colors my mind
could never grasp and as she breathes  
deeply with lips parting mine and fingers  
darting for the heart beating faster  
in my chest I can see with depth none could fathom,
a chasm of regret  
a void where nothing matters  
and the love once spilled now  
rancid with ferment
 
Eyes wide shut and falling  
towards the sun,  
burning, hoping, peeling flesh  
until I'm nothing, something helpless
raw and broken, empty shell
regressing yet ascending,
growing, neverending  
bleeding colors as I come undone
watch them running down her body
watch her drinking essence  
sweet like honey melting ambers
on her tongue
 
As my eyes open once more
I shudder in the wake of renewal
watching the way she watches me  
with her eyes of glass and
galaxies floating in the light
of a room where I have no future
and there is no past  
 
and so I gaze down into my hands
transluscent, beating
a heart sitting there in my palms
and she smiles, razor teeth  
gleaming ruby waiting, patient,
breathing softly  
as I make my choice