Echoes of the heart

what am I? if not a helot with blurry chains held fast by the violent beauty that is you these scars etched upon my hearts chambers with snake-charmed gaze of delicate steel affixed as I taste your sugary poison coursing through my veins exquisitely contorts my frame as I lay, drenched within these luscious ripples of ecstasy by the hand of destiny I am yours for eternity…