Esoteric Love

Tweak my consciousness for thy mind;
The unbelieving heart sweats for thy need;
Pry my will for thy comfort;
The mourning soul seeks for thy bosom;
“Give into thy wonderful solace?”

Thou hast captivated ones vows;
Drive claim deep into his moral acres;
Thou hast opened ones wounds – agape;
Pronounce the plethora of his passion;
“Give into faithless admiration?”

My being tossed about as by a raging sea;
Lend your wings that I may span the sky with thee;
My veins conspire against me in sweet succession;
Lend your tourniquet that I may belay my profession;
“Can you see the bleeding emotion?”

Touch me not lest I fall into your sin;
Be not mindful of me lest I be raptured into iniquity;
Intrigue me not lest I satiate myself with your savor;
Love me not lest I find refuge within your embrace;
“Not true sight a perversion to ones quintessence?”

Provoking and evoking thy gives what I don’t have;
By thy honest unequivocal words I’ve been had;
Torrential tears of adulation stream down my face;
Conceded I’ll never abide in thy culminated grace;
“Let’s prolong the inevitable wake of our affinity…”

By,
ZettaniX