Intimacy Incarnate

I had learned how to sleep alone.
Friendship and me had to atone.
My body pillow served me well.
The dark cave was not this hell.

You had to have light in the cave.
Pillow replaced as slighted wave.
Magic you had performed on me.
You became the pillow of the free.

So much rage we had consumed.
And each new time we resumed.
Like nothing had transpired new.
As a switched controlled by you.

An electrical magnet Zener diode.
Bathed in acid till it did corrode.
Wanted it to be a two way switch.
But guess who was the real witch?

Thou hell born siren cast away.
Mock me not for thee shall pay.
Our ghost haunt thee as forever.
The relationship that thy sever.

For a marriage made in hell
Will not leave you very well.
No matter where you do hide.
You are marked as my bride.