Last Request

Martyrdom. Sacrifice. Penance. Libation. Take my love, my heart, my soul. I want; nothing. There is nothing you can give. Only, let me enjoy this moment of surrender. Allow the honeyed perfume of my extinguished prayers to bid their fading farewells. And as the last sweet reverie clouds my impassive mind, know I dream of you, of silken caresses, and eternal love.