The
forthcoming of fall is upon us As autumn winds, commence anew Spellbound,
gazing at the harvest moon A revelation that awakens the essence
I
now yearn for the cold, long nights As the darkness is a port, my haven
Becoming one with the elements In the coming fury of the tempests
The
raging – untamed force of nature As the winds howl, placating my soul A heart
undone, becoming whole anew Beckons to heal, even for a brief moment Within the
deafening roar of the storm
May
there be a season of awaiting sorrow As the leaves fall, kindred to falling
tears Silenced is the voice; words remain unheard An eerie feeling consumes,
yet fascinates The calling felt deeply within the core
I
see the light in this darkness, the path Yet, I stray far away from these rays
The dark grey skies that now befall Are kindred to the minds-eye ,befitting All that which now resides, in this heart
Be
there a time, as I so longed for the sun Those days, now lost in a different
space An era that once was, but now gone astray A creature of the night I am, a
dark nymph One that cannot be caged, nor constrained
Listen;
listen ever so closely to the melody As the moon begins to sing a sweet lullaby
So serene, bewitching the senses timelessly Do NOT speak of the warmth of the
sun A nymph of the night I am – captivated
In
cover of shadows do I dwell, eternally As the season comes and goes –reflecting
A heart that bleeds with no sign of stopping Pressing the pen unto page –
without end
Yes
my beloved, my moon, my sweet muse I have loved you since the beginning of time
Fallen mesmerized within the magnitude, Of your enigmatic nature –bewildered As
the radiance completes my dark heart
I
roam beneath the silvery moonlit paths Dancing and swirling amongst the stars
As new found life pulsates in these veins In the anticipation of your sweet
release
-
Lucy
I
cast the shadows of my fever upon her encased in the breath of the autumn
breeze. I have watched her roam in her loneliness from a far, betwixt the many
minions of my only companions, the shimmer of those infinite stars. , yearning
for her in the lifetime of my suspended longing.
She
used to trot hot with the fools who fought their fever in the solar gaze,
those who only knew the imperfect rapture of the morning rise, and not the
sweet darkened dominion held in the end of days. I waited so patiently for her
to stray as she shunned the fondness of the lunar mass.
My
path to her was an arduous one and I knew my journey would not be short
in length but she was different from all the others I had seen and I was
captivated each night by the subtle beauty of her vision. The heart of
the ancient awoken slowly overtime in its hardened thump each time I became the
target of her eyes. .
I
am commander the demons of the darkness, I am the puppeteer of the
shadows that cling long as they sign their names on infinite walls, and I am
the architect that manipulates each strand of silver that descends in the
depths of the night. Yet she was my infinite detraction and soon
became the focus of my eternal intent.
The
leaves began their death dance upon the withering limbs of the trees of man and
season changed to that of the sinful and dammed, for such is the cycle of each
earthly year. I could hear the painful pour of her tears as she was enveloped
in the sweet sorrow of the summers lost. Aye, ‘tis the time of the coming frost
where I become ruler of the fallen dawn and the emperor of the malevolent eve.
In
that September so sublime I knew that she would be mine, for she came to with
extended hand so fair. I held her there. in the silence of my sequestered
realm, as we lay swinging wide in the waiting cradle of doom. We bonded in the
lap of a centuries storm for it had been forewarned that the day would come
when I would have my bride.
The
ravens caw in their approval , the wolves howl from mountain high, the bats
ride the currents of the air, and the creatures of the night rejoice. Her voice
called to me in my woven solitude and now here she has unburdened me from the
shackles of my simplistic resolve and blessed me with the thorny crown of the
light that drowns for I became her white prince of her black eclipse the moment
my name fell from her lips.
We
gather our wool for the ensuing winter when she will dance beneath me on
the seas of frigid ice as I send the spot of my illumination down upon her and
watch her twirl beneath my kingdom of the endless pitch. The season of my sweet
wicked witch, for we have both succumbed to the deviance of each other’s
spell. What stories we shall tell as become intertwined in the hungers of the
tundra’s frozen boon.
She
is my ascending descending angel that flew to my side from the soils of the
planet that spins at my feet. My queen of tortured elegance, the twisted
sister to the sirens of the sea that call the ships to their ends, the first to
let me enter her depths and wipe away the fetid waters that had been wept
and the inglorious pain brought to her by hands of men. Let me leave my
sanctioned mark upon her waiting skin as I become the envy of the elders of
time and lord of my celestial kin.
In
time we shall become the legendary sum of the opaque one, filling the
hole of the halved as is becomes the mold of whole. She the navigator of my
revolutions and I the slated gate keeper the prison of her precious soul.
For such are the melodious played by those who hear the thunder of their
forgotten fruition and the call of their forbidden lust, the resolution
that join us in the only glorious pact that we shall ever trust, in the seas of
the seasons when the days turn cold.
This
is how it begins, when the flames burn in the ties that bind and the chords
that forever burn, the wheels that secretly turn, as September ends.
-
Justice
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