Poem: "The Thirst for Love"

"The Thirst for Love"

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Bare limp, the hanging mirror rocking,
consuming her absence, devouring his presence.
Remnant love begged for,
crying for it to touch skin.

What he saw were etched tattoos,
vacant black holes for eyes.
Darkened pits, complete emotion;
raw bared nothingness.

Guilt and pain.
Eyes found deceased.
Cries from underground sewers whisper.
Wails from the beggar, the blind soul mumbling.

Angel’s howled above, wishing they could stop nightmares.
Wild heart bubbling, tangled in vain.
Sorrow built upon her, time had come to pass.
Watching the very soul wither before her.

A covenant from long ago, broken.
Unable to outlast human emotion’s firm; white inescapable grasp.
He’d hoped for benediction,
Reveled within merely a drop.

Single breath, life was gone.
Human interior succumbed to love’s violent abyss.
A slave to puppetry, left at the mercy of the sea.
Ripped apart by ferocious black waves, throat torn and mangled.

Yet hallowed be thy name.
Crimson red petals rain down from above.
Man, who glimpsed a golden sun.
Man, who thirsts for love.