power of an addiction

It is said
only the fallen
know the true depths
could you be
one of the rare ones
so often imagined?

Longer than any river
the emotional road we travel

More torturous
than your beauty
this lustful addiction
that can be
briefly assuaged
but never ever cured

And where
have the gods
that made you gone?

Is it true
you destroyed them
so there would be no equal?

I am a dark knight
sent on a failed errand
for a now dead king

riding through endless nights
searching for some
unexplainable something
that exists for a moment
then disappears
leaving only memories
and the faint tint
of lipstick on my glove

I need something beautiful
to destroy me
someone intelligent enough
to match me

I thought I heard you calling

(D. James)

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One response to “power of an addiction

  1. If it wasn’t for the “lustfull addiction” to being destroyed by a lifeform as (or more) beautifully intelligent as me, I’d have to come up with a new reason to get up most mornings. It’s the ‘gift’ that keeps on giving. I hear ya. ~G

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