A Violet's Deity

she will shatter my mortal body,
drag me to the most daunting heights with her crooked tongue.
cruelly, she withdraws her guidance up the peak,
and i am left to sputter, writhing and clawing with need.
i trust her, surrendering myself to the reassuring guidance of her dainty hand.
i wither away fully, head hot as i draw nearer to each little death.
i love her wholly as she forces my weak frame over the edge, as the suffocating depth warps and twists my form in ecstasy and pain, and she is merciful.
so loving in her nature, yet so intoxicatingly ruthless.