THE PAIN WAS DELICIOUSLY EXQUISITE

The pain was deliciously exquisite 

Down to our last visit.

We were so high dancing in the sky

You blamed me for not being magic

Fulfilling only fantasies is so tragic

I felt the warmth of your light

Taking me on that beautiful flight

The warmth turned to heat

I craved the bittersweet

My angel wings wrapped you in desire

Then I flew ever higher 

To be consumed by your fire.

© Alison B 2002