I Came Upon You Dreaming
I came upon you dreaming
yet an angel I am not
so verily I slipped between the sheets
to steal your wayward thoughts.
To mine, and mine alone
I made them, and turned them
and watched as they have grown.
Oh you sweet, sweet man
how could you ever have known?
I came upon you breathing
that sweet, naked breath of dawn
so verily I vowed
to make a dark and terrible pawn.
By tooth, by tongue
and by a sinister grace
ounce by ounce
my darkness you fully embraced.
But you were naïve to think my appetite
could ever be outpaced.
So I left you seething
and full of that terrible need.
And I left you entrenched
in that slick and sultry greed.
But if you ever wish
to truly water that seed
come and find me
that hunger I’ll feed.
Dark is not evil.
Terrible is not bad.
No words exist that can cage an emancipated soul.
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All the world is a stage, a play between what is and what is perceived. The eternal dance of duality.