calypso

the passing hours
the blooming flowers

speeding rapidly by us,
unrecognizable blurs
faster than our eyes can adjust
we know anything could occur

in the backseat
we feel the heat,
experience the bittersweet
no longer very discreet

the cavities in our chests
suggest a darker theory
we don’t want to test
as we range from cheery to dreary
eerie
weary

i have a lot to learn
on the path of no return
your inaudible concern
simmers into a slow burn

i tell you to go
all you say is no
call me cold
call you calypso

car rides are no longer entertaining
recently, this feels constraining,
stop feigning, theres nothing remaining,
nothing worth sustaining, it’s draining

we cannot communicate without
empty screens
empty stares
only adding to my doubt

falling out of love is like gravity
bringing me back down to earth
falling out of love is depravity
waiting for the rebirth

of feeling something again
i unhealthily think of you
every now and then
but ill pull through,

like calypso, you trapped me
in the middle of the sea
the only thing i could do was flee
i enjoy being free,

i have only regret
of the things ill never forget
like the curves of your silhouette
but I’m glad I’m no longer your juliet

one knock, 2 knocks, 3 knocks, 4
hurry my love
please answer the door
time is short
it's almost four
and I must **** you one hour before
the Sun shows it's crest on the Eastern shore
you and your lover sleep sound I am sure
I suppose I must fiddle with the door lock before
I wake the neighbors by knocking once more

the light hits your face from the moon through the gape
in the curtains by the deck and the fire escape
your beauty is haunting and the shadow of shape
outlines your body while my blade on the nape
of his neck sinks deep as he drools and he snores,
then awakens in a start...
but the tape

on his mouth muffles the scream
which brings my attention back to you as your dream
turns quickly to one of intimate fright
from a walk in gold hillsides to a terror filled night

your eyes they are diamonds
when is added a tear
and the liquid on black reflect moon, reflect fear
a quiver of sadness for what I must do
you deceived me my love
my love this be true

I don't blame you this treachery
for I am not a great prize
and in time the heart hardens
and you catch other's eyes
no matter my dear, I will avoid such rage
your final breath be the final page
one day you would notice we are not the same pair
for you will grow older while I remain fare

tis' the life of Voivode
I must own all my lovers
I must gather their souls
leave their bones neath the covers
look at me darling
as I drink in your spite
isn't it clever
isn't it right
you will love me forever
and forever the night
will be ours for the taking
and the taking of life
shall sustain us
shall remain
thus

Dracula's realm