I from Empress by Empress

I.
Shed the light upon our sins
Like paper thin snakeskin
Translucent scales I breathe you in
Fill my chalice to the brim.

We pray to false light
We blind our only sight
To hold each other in the night
Fickle hands soft and sleight.

In coiled helix we slough
Pull the web from my brow
Cloudy caul over my eyes
A noise of white chaotic lies.
And you struggle as I strike
Vipers tongue like flicker light
The constrictor clenches tight
My love it does not help to fight.

In the waning warmth we bathe
Limbs entangled cold and grave
Our poisoned blood we could not save
The star illuminates our frames.
Burn me.

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