Saturday, April 25, 2009

Spellbound

As vivid as reflected sunlight
Those luminous blades
Those cold prismatic eyes
Walk out from the haze
And the blades are still
Moving only at your will
Crouched over my back
The points aimed
My body tensed
I wish you would
If you would do it
Just bring them down
There's nothing to it
It's what you want
But you don't know it
Now it's your move
You won't do it
You never could
While I sit here bleeding
From small cuts you keep leaving
Here is your chance
Let them fly
You've hesitated all this time
I feel the heat
Race down my neck
The scrape of the edge
Along my back
Lay the cold steel
Upon my shoulders
And laugh
What is it that you've done to me
That I desire such a thing
From something that would never be
I do not understand the need
Yet you seem far too eager
To waste my time like a tease
Or have you forgotten
As you leave me here on my knees
Why do I look to you
For answers
When all you give me is that smile
And fill my head with foolish thoughts
To keep me around for a while
And then the blades start spinning
And I find myself lost
Little cuts here and there
To irritate my skin
Never have I felt the pleasure
Of that twisted edge within
And you leave me wanting it
But you never leave
A gentle caress of your finger
Along my cheek
Retraced with the steel
Your eyes locked on mine
It's my own delusion that I feel
Every single time
Yet I can not break your stare...
This obsession so unfair
Your touch inflames me
Even as a memory
Is that why you've come here now
To torment and torture me
For my twisted heart's desires
A brand new agony
Strike the match and light the fire...
What did you promise me
I'm tired of picking up the pieces
Every time I turn around
Why should I feel bound to you
You'll be gone once I am found
And when you're gone there's nothing
That could bring me back to you
Your unintended seduction
Of my heart and mind
Not so unintended so I find
You were very aware
Of what you had done
Or once again does my delusion
Create us as one
You were my ideal
My vision of perfection
Have you been all this time
Just a false reflection.

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