Thinking of You

As I lie awake in bed at night,
I shut my eyes to enter your world,

Our hands intertwining in the gentle breeze,
Watching your smile warm the gusty air,

You swoop down like a passionate phoenix,
Engraving your lips upon my delicate neck,

As I close my eyes once more,
Opening to the blank canvas of my ceiling,

My heart in pain as I become taut,
Yet my blistered neck soothes the ache.

Whilst I fondle your potent mark,
I hear his scream from afar,

Footsteps edging towards my door,
As I choose to abandon your presence,
My false worship flounders in,
And rests upon my contaminated bed.