Fervor.

Oh and to he be the genesis of my love The only pathway in an apocalyptic vision The only reassurance to my wretched anger The only warmth to my pathetic body A whisper in my deaf ears A hand to my blind eyes Let my presence travel within his mind Let my voice be sustenance as he quietly starves. Let my touch be an incriminating bond between us. Don't become an endless game I wont be able to win The thought of you being gone like the sting of infidelity Do you dare smirk and poison me with an empty bed. Do we dare to accept the equilibrium that is our bond. Or do we become a slave to someone else's peace of mind.