“I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul.”
let the darkness seep into your clouded heart. Let it bewitch your pure, unscathed soul. Let the mind become deranged, and possessed. Let the body become unrest. As the ebony burns and brands your kindred spirit. Let the love between the shadows fall. Let its iron rot. For all dark loves, are the most beautiful and tortured. For all blackened, hardened euphoria, is what is left of this soot-guided ecstasy.
It is wicked, yet whole. It entices the temptations, and it poisons your conscience. Its toxic tendrils, Caress your battered beating heart. As it flutters with hope, against the stone cold bird cage that rests within you. Its addiction is primal and bludgeoning. It is the raw enchantment, magic of the human heart.
For it is the darkness of falling in love.