She wanted him

he was her

definition of desire

she never knew how engulfing

the flames could be till now

the only thing

that could bring

her back to life

was his lips

his hands

she would follow him

to the end of time

just to have another

moment with him

all she knew

was that she missed him

and nothing else made sense

until she could be with him again

this is what it felt like to fall

and not care where you land

For he painted the moon

against her back

She fell fast

when his wild claws

gripped her hips

Imprinting his gold

and liquid diamonds

slipping between

starstruck breaths

where passions ignite

our midnight messages

these rioting hearts

an endless abyss

mangled tenderly

by him