My Golden Angel, my vampire
Oh, the deepest stirring in my heart.
Flames burst through, beckoned by memory.
Desires fester and boil over, emerge in the worst way.
I'll cling to you.
will I find my purpose?
are you listening?
am I good enough, will I ever be?
I'll be your slave.
I'm not lying, I try not to.
Emotion threatens to spill from my eyes, out my mouth.
Quiet, the world sings, can't you hear it?
Chaos in the best form.
I will live for you.
The void of the meaningless once captured you, spit you out.
It is sucking me in, do I cry for you?
I tremble in the wake of your hold on me.
I want you.
Possess me.
Take me.
I beg you.
Can't I lose myself in the music of the world, the cry of tomorrow?
My hands are not steady as they brush over your skin.
My nerves scream for release.
Please.
Just.
Kill me.
WRITTEN FOR/TO:
Lestat de Lioncourt
(Yes, he's a fictional character but I'm obsessed with him. :D)