Beckoning to me like a lover lost
From long ago, a romance cost
The price paid with bleeding tears
With horror’s laughter at my fears
Looming shadows cover the prophet’s moon
Hell’s baptismal croons
Melodic sorrow that rapes my flesh true
Memories of what I had with you
Now lay fallow, no blade can penetrate
The hardened ground of my heart that permeates
My want, my desires, my cravings of sin
Offering a taste of the cup again
Pass the goblet and drink my fill
Relinquishing eternal will
No life
No love
My lips will taste
As my soul dies, your name to erase
..taking notes
ReplyDeletethis is some good stuff kitty
Thank you Deff. Just opening my veins..letting some ink flow.
ReplyDelete'no blade can penetrate' that line right there
ReplyDeleteHeart has turned to stone..fallow ground where no seed can be sown.
ReplyDeleteWow! What a dark and sad write but as always you bring it in an eloquent way, my dear.
ReplyDelete"No blade can penetrate..." but maybe, just maybe a paper crane can touch.
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