Upon a hill I stood looking down the way
At all the harmless souls that live
Making their own way
With a steady walk my hoofed feet did carry my onwards down
Yes I'm the darkest soul you see
And I've come to your little town

With each step closer I smile with glee
And chuckle to myself
I am the son of the dark decree
And your my secret wealth

As I approach the little town
Smiles rush to greet
Silken skin on maidens fair
Oh what delights and treats

Just you wait I mumble low
For when the darkness falls
Inside your thighs I'll be bestowed
And desire in your eyes

I walk along as if I own
Every one that breathes
A little town that didn't know
What came on the breeze

And now I sit upon a stone waiting for my time
When lust and coupling of our love
Will surely make you mine

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Echoes of you reverberate
In the silent house.
Minutes crawl like hours
since I lost you to forever.
Your beloved pipe and book
still sit by your chair.
I cannot move
the last remnants of you.
not yet
not just yet.
Our old wedding album
Is in front of me.
It was so long ago...so very long ago.
Yet the years ran by like a deer
I hold your old sweater to my breast
Reaching for you as I always did
breathing the familiar smell of you.
I thread the old wedding film
onto the aincient projector
It flickers and whirs
and by its magic lantern
you are resurrected
in your wedding tux.
I am standing next to you
Your young bride  in white.
You say I do.
I whisper softly
so many years later.
I do too honey.

I used to dream
Of how I would feel
If I ever met the person
That saw into me

Past the pain
My baggage and troubles
My anger and frustration
Of waiting for happiness
For so ****** long

Through all the *******
Every time I had to tell myself
Keep going
Don't give up
You deserve to be happy
I still believe

I keep dreaming
And sometimes dreams come true
I know this to be fact

My ability to love someone
Is not an ability I lack

I can see your grip loosening,
Like a rope that has become frayed,
You're probably regretting you stayed,
And slowly your heart is what I'm losing.
They say two people are meant to be,
When they can see the horizon across the sea,
From two different sea shores.
I guess you chose to close all doors,
And now I'm here completely locked out,
Of what you use to call "love"