A face craved in stone,
a voice like gravel,
eyes of hazel,
that pierce through the veil.
Those cold unyielding stares,
that ignite a storm within my soul,
shattering my sanity and
sending shivers to my very core!
Yet, I yearn it…
For that bygone sanctuary,
the touch of a cold hand
entwined with mine,
the fervent kiss of a hungry lips,
and a heart of mine that leaps
with both joy,
and trepidation…
I still crave it all,
even if it was but a mirage,
Deceive me until the end of days
For in your embrace, I’m forever yours
No matter the cost.