Eros and Thanatos
As the intermediary of these immortal enemies,
I am caught in turbulent currents,
an eternal condition of internal attrition,
as they wage their war inside me.
He; the brother of sleep and son of night
She; the sister of morning and daughter of light.
They cast their shadows across my face,
All my edges have been sharpened by
Eros and Thanatos
Forever and ever endeavour,
To be together, forever,and ever
Endeavour for ever and ever, endeavour
to be together at the altar with a stake through my heart.
Torn, I stalk life’s corridors and chambers,
creeping up on you like Noseferatu.
and in a passionate eruption of loving destruction
sink my fangs into your purity.
She tastes of the union I can’t replace,
He urges me to corrupt and debase.
As the intermediary of these immortal enemies,
my world is made of messages from
Eros and Thanatos
Have you ever?
No, but I came close.
Will you ever?
Yes, well, I suppose…
Suppose you never!
That is not a possibility I can entertain
For ever and ever and ever
walking down the aisle
For ever, and ever,
endeavouring to reconcile
For and ever and ever endeavour
to be together at the altar with a stake through my heart.