if the title is the most important part, I'm screwed!

7:11pm EST February 23, 2011

Consumed.
There is no better word.
I feel as though my life has been
reduced
to fuel for yours.
Three decades of experience
truncated and shrunk
to nothing more than
a stepping stone
for your desire.
I invite it.
I welcome it.
I seek your attention
like life seeks death.
From the moment we met,
my world turned sideways,
aiming for complete upheaval.
Nothing I'd ever done
before
could have prepared me for
now.
You are the fire
I have been longing for.
You are the momentum
I have been missing.
Love usurps lust
and we transcend
into bliss
into agony
into anguish
into orgasm.
If it is always darkest before the dawn,
then this blackness
which surrounds me
is the colour of hope.