Mated Souls

I feel a madness after me,
carnivorous fear that will relent at nothing, but I'll tell you;
I have found something.
Something that prevents it from penetrating,
my only method of keeping it from aggravating,
the only piece of sanity that's keeping me alive.
If these walls could talk, they would tell you I have tried.
I have put forth the effort to smell the scent of your skin,
like a sweet merge of safety and the places you have been.
I will tell you where I have been,
finding my serenity in that seraphic skin you own;
listening to your voice as it chills me to the bone.
Hanging on every word as they roll off of your tongue,
fighting for every breath, because you are my iron lung.
Our souls are one tonight,
we are soul mates and our souls have already mated, my love;
I know you feel it too.
You don't have to take me in your arms,
rape my body with your timely charms,
find a way inside my head,
or see the ways that I have bled;
for me to know that this is nothing new.
I,
am in love with you.