I thrive from your brilliant symmetry,
yet, to me, you still remain an enigma.
Perplexed by your ambiguity,
I open hungrily to your negative energy.
Longing to know if I crave your blessings,
or resent your soul's stigma,
like bees to honey, I'm drawn so
intricately inside your calamity.
I cling to your thoughts, your ideas,
to me, so sacrosanct and devine.
Not even nocturnal respites release me
from the talons of your far-flung sanity.
I awake knowing that there's no justice,
for the gods' cruelty has sanctioned us to entwine.
I await your command knowing each fiber
of my spirit exists to feed your vanity.
In the trenches of thinly veiled depression,
my empathy fuses to you like time-frozen mosaic.
Try as I may, I can't thaw the frigidity of icicles
encircling the perimeter of your defunct heart.
Hot arrows of passion singe my senses and
everything that once mattered seems so archaic.
Drained, I am from your arrogance, yet how I thirst
for whatever drippings of humanity you may impart.
Trapped inside the duplicity of your misguided world,
I possess no desire to ever be set free,
Freedom, not being a triumphant I aspire to,
escape is not a goal I ever hope to achieve.
In your madness I willingly linger, for
unreparable flaws are not for these eyes to see.
Simple allusion to the pretext of happiness,
is where I repose and cling to the bits I receive.
Esclipsed by the poison of the ash I breath,
I lust in the loins of your obscurity.
Obsession, a factor that holds no trepidations,
for loving you, I can decipher no end, no limit.
Needing to feel even the illusion of safe,
when in your arms there lies no security.
Encapsulated by mere thoughts of you,
in your complexity, I bathe each and every minute.
I flourish from the mystery your world rains upon me,
residing fearlessly in your stoic and solemn universe.
Constantly chipping away at your concrete emotions,
hoping to break through an unyielding defense.
In the eye of your mania, in the midst of your storm,
in the torrential rains of madness, forever I am immersed.
Refusing to swim to the shores of any saviors,
it's in you I pledge to reside, seeking no recompense.
Marjorie Joyce
Leslie 07/21/09
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