I have been drunk on fear,
alone and lost within a wilderness
of alleys,
tenements,
and
tears.
Now, blindly, I reach for you,
blazing in the night,
crying,
hungry --
My heart on fire,
my burning eyes closed tight
against
denial.
Dark angel, your warm touch
ignites the charred and weeping husk
of my
beleaguered
soul.
I seek annihilation in your kiss,
for in your arms each night
I flare and
die,
And every morning rise
once more made new.
Rachel
Duncan
