Within the shadowed depths of your dark gaze,
I see a star that calls my spirit home.
My mind is lost within a sudden daze,
Beneath a tide where restless passions roam.
Your breath upon my neck, a gale of fire,
Awakes a tremble deep within the vein.
Two fragments bound by one immense desire,
United by a sweet and holy chain.
Here lies the alchemy of gold and light,
Transforming mortal blood to wine divine.
You are my dawn, my ruin, and my night,
The sacred cup from which I take my wine.
So let us burn within this furnace bright,
And fear not if our hearts turn into ash.
The flame that holds us in its sovereign might,
Reveals eternity within a flash.
In the tradition of the great English Romantics, this poem explores the paradox of intense love: that one must surrender completely to possess fully. It speaks to the ‘sublime’ quality of desire, where the boundary between pain and pleasure dissolves, leaving only the pure, burning truth of connection.
