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".