In Love's Dark Embrace Poem by mary ann

In the hollow of night where shadows breed,
Your touch is a razor, slicing through need.
Our hearts beat in rhythm, a discordant hum,
In the dance of decay where we both succumb.

You whisper sweet nothings, like venom on skin,
As I drink from your lips, the poison seeps in.
Your love is a noose, tightening slow,
Yet I crave every knot, each deadly blow.

We feast on despair, a banquet of dread,
Devouring our fears, till nothing's unsaid.
In the graveyard of hope, we lay side by side,
Two corpses entwined, in passion's cruel tide.

Your eyes are the void, where my soul's lost its way,
In the blackest of nights, where no light dares to stay.
Yet in this grotesque, our twisted love blooms,
A rose in the darkness, entombed in our tombs.

Forever we'll linger, in this cursed romance,
Bound by the horror of our final dance.
For in the grotesque, our hearts find their place,
In love's dark embrace, we've found our disgrace.