Chasing Sirens

Time's meaning erased, embracing fantasy:
fiery tails traced 'cross skies, disgraced
in mind's eye by
beauty beheld and held gently, moments well spent
reminiscing. List'ning, expectant--
an echo, mirror image, found reluctant, but willing,
lusting trustingly, filling cracks
with the balm of your smile;
calm descends, mending rifts
in defenses long untended. Intentions
be damned, I want this;
from the first kiss, I was yours.
So ruin me, fine-tune the machine of yourself
for destruction and break me;
shattered and aching, I wait, impatiently pacing
the corridors of mem'ry, unfailingly
brilliant and blinding, spell-binding:
I stand entranced.
You've always known how to own me.
So reach out and take what is yours
for the breaking, remake me
from ashes and pain, and all that remains
will be stained with perfection,
a beautifully tainted refrain.