I lie here in the dark with my eyes squeezed shut,
but I know you are there.
I can feel your gaze, and I wonder what you're thinking.
Do the dead feel my pain? Can you see my darkness with those eyes
that peer into souls?
You're my private angel,
born in some dark corner of hell,
but here to watch over me now.
I feel you move through the room,
like a strange vibration in the air.
Touch me.
Kiss me once.
Give me a glimpse of the heaven I'll never see.
You know the way
to heal me with your darkling touch.
Drive out a little of the madness that consumes me whole.
Push back the fever and let me see the light.
Just for a little while.
Before you vanish in my arms again.