season's are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling all for us

This is not actually my poem. I got it off of vampirefreaks.com from one of the cults i am part of. it was just so beautiful though. Its called Beautifully Broken

The wanting mind...
- the yearning fingers...
hope for it not to leave...
-wish to linger...

Her romantic soul...
- the endeering body...
wanting more...
of a watchful hobby...

But the shivering nerves...
- the wailing jolts...
only to show..
feelings of repulse...

wish to touch...
- and touched in return...
yet fear coverts..
wishes to concerns...

an angel...
pure and sweet... of wine...
to fear the love...
- she loves divine...

all do wish...
for this.. curse... to break.
but her... and our love....
is not enough.. to take...

so muster... your fear...
- and dash it away.
so I may... caress... your skin...
- in glossy daze...

but... for now...
we must pay our token...
but i wish.... for you... to know... I love you.
- Because you are beautifully broken.