Deadly Love Poem by Jorge Alexandre

Thy company bewildered; uncertain,
The gods have mercy; I aim to please,
My oath of blood is taken,
Uncertainty; changing; changing.

The flowers bloom to die; again,
Thy sun will rise to fall in time,
What is thy purpose to thee; to thy; to thine,
Then to sleep; to love; to die.

I mate with death and dine with thy skulls,
The weight pressed to my tongue; my throat,
And yet as though danger surrounds me,
Fantasy; Fantasies; all around me.