Devotion From Across

What I'm asking for is too much - he looked and said to himself across

A mirror. He wanted his devotion and last act of bravery amping him most.

Imagination increasing those possibilities, he settles for knock-out laid.

My total devotion, interior fire... Beyond my very eyes? Goodspeed bade.

Yes unless Devotion is at her side, not mine - make of it as you will-sire.

At Devotion's cost ties were severed. Thin is the thread of all morals.

Laid bare we dared her to stay - Devotion ran her way across his skin.

I am your morals, she said. She dared interject for devout surround florals.

Soft - ouch! - thorns following the edge spooked her from me - poor

Solitary lost not found - given to externals, Devotion beyond my sight.

Fire pressing impressed he the looker through the mirror where she stood -

Devotion in absolute form takes hold of the looker like dogs to a bite.

Be gone ye who invoked motivation per Devotion, the Divine hidden

She so humbly spoke that he so humbly left. Devotly he bade in silence ridden.