So much for us,
this
has been
a wondrous
torture.
Too much for us
maybe
it always was,
but we never quit,
never stopped delving
deeper,
unfettered,
into the endless story.
Counted on
me
to be
the one who makes us sorry.
Apologise again,
but it’s too late now.
We just keep on going
down
into the depths of love,
at least
it seems
that you and I are equals.
Can’t
feel the bite
on my neck
that tells me you are just a
thing
in the night
from the grave;
seductive sex vampire.
We keep on tumbling
deep
into each other’s eyes.
Descent is now
approaching free fall
as we cling to each other,
holding on so fucking tight.
Death grips us,
fists white.
Here comes the ground;
the end of our journey,
but we don’t hit the ground,
we pass through i
and out the other side,
fall upwards now.
Our descent
has become a meteoric rise.
I see the moon
silhouetting you;
my creature of the night
what started out as a fall
is turning into
our eternal
flight.
There is no rest of us,
lover’s hearts
never really die.
We exist forever
reflected in
the space between the sky
and the stars
and forever.
Never in the ground,
we’re in all the dark places.
In each other’s minds.
In each other’s eyes.
All around.
HG – 2017
