Invocation

I do not know
If you are a sanctuary
Or a cage

The guards are just beyond the door
But all is quiet
Between a man and his
Paramour.

I went on a crusade
To invade
Your deepest secrets
And darkest thoughts

But all the while
Unbeknownst to me
You laid siege
To conquer virgin territory. 

You are beautiful
In your own imperfection
You sing to me
In the tongues of the troubadors

But you would make a
Fallen angel
Of an innocent vestal 

You would break
And create a void
In something pure
And white and whole.

I was a fool to think
That nothing,
Not fire, flood, act of God
Would silence my invocation.

But there is no higher order
And no time of reckoning
That can replace

My trembling fear
And spiralling excitement
At this,
The moment of awakening.

So claim your spoils of war
With a violent kiss
Upon virgin lips.

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