FORSAKEN are we,
Forsaken and alone with hindrance held upon the past indifferences of memory.
Faded like the wants and dreams of yesterday.
I want to see. I want to breathe. I want to feel, touch, taste the very absence of you.
Cleanse my scars with salt.
you move through me like cold wind, and I cannot cease before the very reckoning perverts my soul.
I want you
just you and only you. whole and untainted in my arms.
naïve and innocent and naked as the day.
Flesh against flesh.
no secrets,
no lies,
no sin.
a tryst blood deep, staked in fertile soil, wet with virile life in pools of cloudy water.
organic, nurtured love.
my fetish lingers long, harboring shapes, grieving comfort.
like a lost child blind of the world.
blank as the idea before.
full as the pages that follow,
for one must lead the other until the very end.
-Raven