Every Story Has a Heroin

I covet the one you do love
the one who's grasp you crave
my soul aches for your thoughts
every inch of my flesh chills
anticipating the grace of your hands
anything I have I've offered to you
accepting my gifts with reward
a chance to hear your words
precious moments in your arms
still she's your heroine
bestowing the graces of ecstacy on you
in a way no mortal lover can
spreading warmth into the crevices of every vein
love, her chemical beauty
empty promises of pleasure (pain)
you know that I will be true