Midnight Goddess

Certainly she sees herself in my glass.
Entrapped.
Wrapped in my black blanket.
Devoured by my hands.
I'm entranced.
The black widow feasting on,
This forbidden romance.
Her skin illuminates my midnight.
Her eyes darken my mornings.
They play companion to my mourning.
Never have I felt so intoxicated by the scent,
Of a woman,
A Goddess.
My heart won't give up.
No chance for relent.
No prayers for epiphany.
I just chase her the only way I can,
In my nightmares.
In her mystery.
My midnight Goddess.
Have mercy.