Suicide

I am the one that would bring swift death
Yet I give you a lifetime of sweet longing
Thoughts of me will endure
Your heart will tremble
Mind recoil
Body quiver
You will beg for me in the darkness
My cleansing breath will arouse and tease your need
You will reach your death many times this night
Finally
When it is done
You will have died in my arms
Only to be awoken in them on the morrow
For I am the lover you were never warned of
I am the lust you would have beholden

I am yours to command

© 2005, Mosquitobyte