Blacklight Communion

My body hums in ultraviolet, Every nerve a psalm for you. We kneel in the wreckage of daylight, And call the darkness holy. Your hands the liturgy of ruin, Your mouth my unmaking hymn. The world ends quiet between our ribs, And begins again in sin. The sky is gone, but I still see, In the echo of your pulse through me. Blacklight communion we burn as one. Our hearts the altar, the ash, the sun. No gods above, no names to keep, Just you and I divine, asleep. Gold turns to oil on my skin, Dripping prayers, dark and thin. You said, “Become,” and I did A saint made of static and blood. Every vow we broke becomes a halo, Every scar a sacred seal. I taste the end It tastes like you. Blacklight communion we burn as one. The shadow sings what we’ve begun. No light survives, no truth remains, Only desire holy and strange. In the dark, I see everything. In the silence, you speak.