Your Cold Blue Eyes

Your cold blue eyes

Reflect the ice-bound core of your soul

Like twin jewels set in a snow-white heart

That harbours cruelty.

They fill my own with strange excitement

Yet fill with me with tears.

My heart is impaled

On the diamond tips of your black lacquered nails

Ensnared by the silver spinner's threads of your hair Mesmerized by the sheen of black leather

Over your chalice-shaped hips

That sway to the rhythm of purple stiletto boots.

I hold you close to me

And bunt your cheeks and chin

With my furry head and face.

I weep tears that freeze in a pondlet In the hollow of your throat.

I would give up my essence, O Icy,

To save yours from the Black Abyss

To bring you back to The Light

And call you "Beloved" and "My Own".