love letters and DNA

In my dreams
I am a madman
incapable of self-defeat
immune to rejection
able to work witchcraft
with words and fingers
In my dreams
you are malleable
and I turn you over
in my knowing hands
But what you are
is some kind of wickedness
I will never understand
That is your beauty
that is your final word
that is my defeat
My dreams
are just tinfoil
in your storm of brimstone
Legends are made
of this sort of material
but I am not an epic character
If anything
I am tragic in nature
unable to transition
unable to see you
or myself
for what we are
I want to name you
I want to bring you
out of the shadows
out of that crippled part of me
out of that house falling in on itself
and into this broad place
this place where I wink
and you smile
and nothing is nothing
and everything is everything
Let me heal you of your hesitation
take my hand
Let's mend as one
There are minerals I need
in your so red blood
vitamins I lust for
in your hot, hot breath
How is it
I never saw you this way
in the beginning
How did your flame grow
into such an indefatigable firestorm?
I am consumed in it
inflicted by it
and you can't help
but look the other way
If that's how we'll play
these final moments
then I have to know
Did you feel nothing
when you were done
when you stepped in my blood
did you look back, look down
Did you think of me at all
or the marks I left on you--
splatters of red
love letters and DNA.