In The Crimson Mirror

come unto my soul
lie with me in the open places
take succor at my breast
be filled in your hollow places
 
kindred of mind I speak to you plainly
my intentions are pure
let there be no mischief
 
no fuckery  
 
trembling I behold you in all your splendor
radiant and beautiful
within the sacredness of my being
I talk to you of love
 
smoldering embers
deep inside me I yearn
passionately, I crave
it is for me to burn with need
 
my immortal curse
hexed by your stare
I succumb to your desire
 
I approach do you feel me?
 
tumbling through the centuries
to be where you are
passion in the flesh
 
incarnate want beckons
pushing you onward over the threshold of pain
you queried I'm answering  
come nigh unto me
 
in your awakening stupor
shake off ignorance
the duality of you is daunting
 
a sacrifice is at hand
my love, for your pleasure
bleeding on the altar of the carnal
 
my body broken