MY PERFECT LOVE

i love her so much it pains me.
her hair is dark-and-silky.
her perfect skin is like,
alabaster, ivory cream.
she cries perfect, beautiful tears.
when she laughs, she lights up the world.
i love her beyond death.
death cannot separate us.
neither can distance.
she consumes me.
i can commune with her spirit.
it touches me in erotic ways.
she is all powerful.
she fires up this love of mine.
she is a goddess.
a temptress.
i am but a man.
albeit, a lucky one.
she owns my mind, my soul.
i submit to her...
every night, willingly.
her putrification is not apparent...
to my eyes.
she hides behind a white veil of flowers.
her skull-like face, i cannot see.
i just see the beauty of this love,
that i crave so much.
She of dark and silky hair,
and unspeakable delights,
performed in the night.
she won't free me, my evil love...
i join her in the abyss of my insanity...
just she and me.
in my psychotic reverie...
we will be free,
my perfect love and me.
now i follow the arch of her back,
with fingers searching...
every inch of her skin,
and she writhes in passion,
mouth agape,
glistening lips,
i see startling beauty...
in she and me.
i cannot escape.
my evil love and me,
are in perfect ecstasy.
these psychotic dreams were meant for me.
where passion never ends,
for all eternity.