The night shadows sweep across the moonlit ceiling. 
They are ghosts of who we used to be.
I’m haunted by your intoxicating whispers,
Uttered as we hurtled towards a magnetic destination;
The climactic apex of Joyful Agony.           

Our hearts’ cadence built a thunderous duet;
The song of Breathless Abandon. 
A soul breathing life into another. 
A connection so deep, we were two halves of an atom
on the verge of splintering. 
I became you and you became me.

I watched a beautiful radiance sweep over your face 
as you surrendered to a soul-shattering bliss. 
Bliss forged from the union of two inextricably tethered hearts. 
Whisked away on the wings of rapture with no warning. 
Perhaps we adored each other in a previous life.

My thoughts revolve around you in a perpetual orbit of
Want,
Torturous Need, 
Lustful Agony and,
Beautiful memories. 
My universe is you. 

Do you ever think of me when you’re alone at night?
Do you crave the adrenaline, 
the uncontainable rapidity,
of our lust in full flight?

This is an imperishable invasion of madness. 
I am waiting for the day I will no longer remember…

© Trinket 2019