Passions

The autumn spring of my life is
fading into the cool winter days of summer.
A blanket of cold I am unfamiliar with
is covering my life with it's frigid heat.
Passions of discord and contentment are
smothering me with their freedom of choice.
It is unthinkable to realize that you love
me so much you abandon our relationship with
a slip of the tongue and a turn of the cheek.

The love and the hatred I see in your eyes
radiates through me into the depths of my soul.
My hatred and passionate love for you is overwhelming
to the point I am burning with fire and icy cold
at the same time, wanting you and also pulling away.
To think of my life without you is a relief, then a
panic strikes my heart afraid to let you go.
Afraid to let you into my life and more afraid to
keep you out for fear of you haunting my every thought.

I see a wisdom in your eyes taking me back to times
of knights, dragons and damsels in distress.
I much prefer the dragon lusting over me then your
cold hearted breath upon my bosom cutting into me like
the steel blade of your sword touching my soul.
Yet as I look upon you, in your eyes, I see you are the
knight and the dragon both in one horribly beautiful being.
I ache in my loins for your gargoyles touch, I crave your
lips upon my breast and I close my eyes afraid to see.

The icy heat of your touch boils in my frigid veins,
your breathing echoes in my head, a moan escapes from within.
The animalistic sounds I hear ringing in my mind are from
someone I do not know, someone far and distant, from ages long ago.
But are the moans from me or are they from you, the ageless one.
Our minds unite in time and space and join in a dance
of passions far beyond our understanding or control.
The dragons kiss I feel upon my soul and my life is totally
and uncontrollably yours...my passions, my all.

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