The heart burns for it
love
waiting in the wind of my remorse
I see you in the distance
my savior
you arrive on a white horse
but you are not shining
you are not my knight
but my demon
come to free me from my pain
of mortality
I take of you
and you in return
lash out at me
you twist my fate into
a peculiar expression of your love
free me from your desire
my desire
my hell
and I will be born anew
cloak me in your invisibility
and I will mesh into your skin
I will take on your form
or
let me go
let me live
let me be free
to understand my plight
to understand you
to just understand...









