I looked into her darkness, it seemed magically relentless to the upcoming streams of bitter luminescence. It would appear I was lost to her in awe, but her every word dripped so finely into my ears. Each drop adhering to my memory as they were all I had from the years of being her advocate. She had never spoken to me before, and this is all I had ever wanted. Her to tell me she wanted me too. That she was here for me.
"Don’t…"
She left, I watched her eloquently slip into a sweeter blackness, I watched her figure merge into the shadow - and the familiar feeling of being a fool wept over my humor. But then with a throw of her own gaze, she lured me into her cover; and without haste - I followed.
As decayed as my build was - my limbs were robust and clamped the ground as if I had the weight of life. Instead, the weight derived of an endless cycle of foul black liquid that oiled my corners; it flowed in me like blood would the living. As I thought of it’s existence, my lips peaked open with a response; the blackness dispersed from its hold in my mouth.
”I will remind you my love, my night.”
I slowed down at her side; it is where I felt home.
”I could remember the first time you had found me, as it was my favorite.” My neck moderately curved around hers, my lips inverted to a more pleasant signature. ”I had known nothing but the blackness, I was stuck inside of it; but then I woke to your beautiful shade, it was as if you took me from the hell I was bound to and lifted me into your heaven.
With a forwarding movement, my lips sunk into her smooth coat; with a cloy kiss that lasted, I found myself along the border of her hair, her beautiful black hair.
”It was an intoxicating moment. I had to follow you for more.”
My words slithered down her single ear with their thickened sweetness; I was slowly becoming more affectionate as her warmth eased the filth that was once cemented against my eyes.
Even if the Veli was hoaxed into the belief this was his night; would it matter that his imaginary amity was now a true creature that shared the same affections? His mind now submersed into thought of his beginning; how he was brought back from the dead; but he never knew he had lived at all. He never knew he died; but he did. He only imagines his rebirth as being saved from a hell he only knew - the nothingness. As much as he had adored the blackness - the pure, cold, blank black of nothing was hell.
”I want to give you everything.”
The brisk of my skull collapsed to her in the most adoring way; but rose to show her my awe, there was a thankful dose of gleam attached to it. She was my everything, I owed her it all.
”Name anything you want my night.”
V E | I S
If you see a light at the end – it’s just the sun in your eyes.