Artful and obsequious... Thumbing through the pages of your invigorating literature....
Ardently desiring to inhale a portion of you....
That the dead may arise, a sussurous curl, an incense of offerings..
All of you... inside and out...
Your sagacious obscurity....
Your fiendish shadows... Dreadful portents of madness...
A Hermetic chest of sinful delusion, corporeal and decayed...
A Pandora's box of the bawdy and based... scent of vicious velichor vascillating to fill the air....
No longer bound by internal intimations...
Let the demons run amok...
...to be my passion...
... your crazed obsession...
...your source of salvation....
To taste the kiss of Elysian bliss in instant, earthly life...
The World falling down and away...
... The end of days, a collage of Black and Grey....
Becoming one with an Evanescent Vapor, until we are lost in the Empyrean...
In recognition of Divinity
We risked to love... no more chained by our attitudes, slaves to our suffering....
Sanctification graced, a wan and wraithlike radiance, paean to humility...
unfleshed, unbodied, unmindful, unbound
Immortal sphere, relentlessly, your supine light I will follow...
...Hand in Hand...
Within the sorrows of love... aspiration, of an ineffable delight in being...
Forever wayfaring through the adumbrate waters of dreamland...