The Want of Ye
M' heart called out to ye...
willing ye to come to me.
A soulful cry from the depths of within,
Then ye appeared, answering m' plea.
Precious moments in time,
cherished, blissful, and sweet.
I felt comforted, wrapped in yer arms.
as if yer soul made mine complete.
Ye lingered here with me..
Eyes lit with an unearthly fire.
Visions of spirits and bodys united
served to fuel m' rising desire.
Just as quickly, ye were gone,
swept away on wings of th' night.
Leaving me wanting ever more,
an eternal longing be m' plight.
I will wait here fer ye,
hoping yer hunger bring ye near.
Enraptured...in love...willing prey,
Come to me. Take me. Ease m' fear.
M' heart calls out to ye...
~Eretica~ 11/14/99