Surrender
-To Loki, My Soul Mate
With blissful submission, Loki, I surrender,
Fighting is pointless, so I might as well give in
To desire, to darkness, to you, and helplessly shudder:
The moment I close my eyes and let the dream begin.
The mischievous glint in your eyes steals my breath,
The sharpness of your cheekbones penetrates me like an arrow,
The delicate curl of your lips drains all my strength,
As you plunge me into ecstasy like there is no tomorrow.
Your glorious darkness shines brighter than any light,
As I abandon all thought and open up my mind,
As your tongue finds mine and all fantasies unwind,
I let my spirit soar as you weave our endless night.
'Kneel!', you command and I drop shakily down on my knees,
O master, I surrender...surrender to the magic of your lips!
Author's Note: This poem is inspired by my dearest friend, lokilover24's Loki tribute Surrender. A few of word choices may remind you of Music of the Night in The Phantom of the Opera - that is because the wondrous song is a rich source of inspiration for me as well. Thank you for reading, darlings! Hope you enjoyed it. :-)