Dark Love

It's killing me,
The way you love;
Without a thought against anything,
No boundaries,
No islands,
Nothing too far for your hand to reach across,
And grasp my heavy, imprisoned heart.

My naive thoughts are still the same;
You hid your heart to hide with mine.
I can never forget the passion,
The violence,
The heavy sweetness,
Your voice that was never there;
How I heard you every night through the wind between my curtains.

It's killing me,
How strong you love;
One word has never been enough.
You're far away,
And hard to reach,
Yet so simple to touch; my smile comes easy
As easy as it is to wake up with a scent of vanilla, and think of you…
As if I hadn't secretly dreamt enough
Of your dark face,
And dark eyes,
And dark,
Dark
Love.