I Am Embroidered In A Sunrise

I am embroidered in a sunrise

Shining bright in the hours after 3:00am

You stitch my name across your eyelids

Then quilt me a blanket comprised of your breath

At my doorstep, you are covered in fluids from Lovecraftian dimensions

The kind that turn pink when we mix them together

In the moments before the light finally peeks through…

We are brave, we are unrestrained, we are true

Flickering eyes and a smoldering glow

Her pallid thighs tingle from the lashes

She flinches with each step, the murmurs of a quivering night

Whispers scatter, starving for sin

Lips glisten in the dark

Twilight falls on your palette

Painting your dream in my color scheme

I will make you croon long into the night

Vulgar hearts aren’t beneath us

Tonight, I’m putting you on the pyre

She was dressed and made up in such a way that you *almost* wanted to avoid touching her and just sit and stare.

Appreciate her, admire her, longingly gaze at her…

Almost.

Flowing through the spine, a lingering shiver

Chilled floating bliss, dissolving into shutters

Reverberating endlessly

Seething within, tension breaks at the first word

You’re brooding on a tide

Dark and driven waters carving out channels

Quiet, waiting, brittle

Releasing a single reclined breath

Sacrosanct offerings collide in mirrored image

Luring her with a half-crazed Apollonian hymn

Dual grace in the anguish

A repertoire of Dionysian dances, a feral ballet

Floodlights blare, she’s center stage

The abyss calls out her name like a magick incantation

I can hear it’s discordance, it’s shriek, it’s hum… it’s demoness growl

Beckoning her to the precipice, she vanishes in color-shifting clouds

Enveloped in joyous rhyme

Fuck...

I would kiss the blood-filled chambers of her beating heart if I could