In Marius' Arms

Lying next to one so cold,
yet feeling safe and warm.
To feel the pulling at my veins,
Yet never be in pain.

To love a being so white and hard,
To be loved in return,
Why must it have such a price?
Or am I not seeing the bigger picture?

He's so much bigger than me,
With powers to match the gods.
My white angel, who feels so little.
Why do I love you so?

You led me to sin,
Yet I feel no need to repent.
For you are my god,
My Marius, my love.