The Chamber

I guess this contains some erotic elements depending on interpretation, but that's for you to judge. Every line is a specific memory of my life and are all extremely meaningful to me. Feel free to comment, I'd like to hear your thoughts. I hope you enjoy...

Down to the chamber near the garden of lust,

Through the short north we travel at dusk

Asleep we awake to the snow covered day,

Then we lay our heads down and the rain takes us away.

Black leather on skin, the barbed wire rose

The collar enslaves us with the pleasure we know

Across the sea as time makes its stand

Two minds, one body, fight for the hand.

A tear, a shadow, and her beautiful soul

Her anger: a storm, forces of the mind untold

Until, finally, sweat and steam, skin against skin

A smile, a bite, her strength I give in.

A hazy, at midnight, pitch-black world

A blur, an illusion, the comforting girl

A promise, though gothic in its design

Singleminded, devoted, forever through time.

Shadow, protection from the world unknown

A guardian protecting his one betrothed

Traveling, watching, metal on skin

Pleasure from pain with a copper scent.

Head forced back by a pull of the hair

Her scent forms the lost despair

Fog on the windows as we both understand

The world, illusion, true energy in hand.

Black and white, glad I can't see

Her tears are mine, her pain into me

Love, if you will, is only a word

But that undying feeling once her back is turned?

Fantasy: a legacy if only of mind

Love in a page or a song in kind

Magic: what if love was turned as a page?

A hero a girl and the end of days.

But finally, the end as everything must

A girl, a guy, a feeling of lust

From gothic, and leather and the steel of the rose

To skin and sweat and tears and those

Days of night, soft looks in her eyes

In words: expressions for which I would die

To sacrifice with pain, what would I do?

If only I could, I'd fall asleep for you