When my mistress calls

(Not what it sounds like.)

i

sorrow became my secret love
and grief became my mistress
and the grave became my lover’s lair

tears became my lover’s wine
the never ending temptress
when we became a romantic pair

for when sorrow calls i can’t resist
the sweetness of my love’s release
calling me back to my lover’s knees
calling me back to my lover’s grief

ii

sadness became my lover’s gift
and pain became the pleasure
because want became the appetite

sleep became my lover’s vice
now the holy grail for sure
as the days turn into sleepless nights

my lover’s voice is sorrow’s song
trapping me in lover’s fears
calling me back to my lover’s pain
calling me back to my lover’s tears

iii

aching became my lover’s kiss
and death became the flirting
and loss now the aphrodisiac

crying became my lover’s play
and groans disclose the hurting
when all i want is to have you back

when my mistress calls i must succumb
when sorrow sings all strength is through
when my mistress calls i remember all
at least in grief i can be with you