Long Dark Tresses

Long dark tresses give caresses to fair skin beneath pale moonlight.
Darkest hour begins to flower seeking danger out of sight.
Sweeping ashes, cold wind passes, contradictory to my heart.
Never-knowing eyes are glowing, having closed, they’ve played their part.
One intention fails to mention undone tasks we’ve yet to start.
Ever-lurking fool who's smirking, throwing poison life-like darts.
Heart is quaking, hands are shaking, mouth so dry I cannot speak.
Poison veins like passing trains, push me towards darkest sleep.
Endless day, I move and sway, the wind howling in my ears.
Sweetly singing bells are ringing, so I forget my silly fears.
Helpless fool lets fire cool, lays unprotected through the night.
Moon is shining, wind is crying, begging for the sun’s delight.
Oh sweet fire, dark desire warms me in my greatest need.
Ever-consuming hunger fuming, fearsome presence longs to feed.
Hear my plea, and hold your glee, for I have need of one last kiss.
Long dark tresses give caresses, as darkness swallows me in bliss.