“Mortal Desires”
by Deborah J. Brannon

“I seek mercy! I seek absolution!”
I offer neither.
“I seek love… I seek peace…”
I can be both.
“I fear you! will run!”
I will follow.
“I am weary. I await you!”
I will embrace you.
“I seek passion; I seek… feeling.”
I am cold.
“In darkness, there is peace? In coldness, there is love?”
I am here for you.
“What do you want from me?”
Only you.

Only

You.

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