Mistress of the night
sweet smell of darkness
oh how cherished was the scent
never knowing until it was too late

true love's blinded sight
a pain never fading, forever ageless
tattered soul left in fragments
pain that never will abate

oh mistress of the night
*please don't fade into the shadows

You painted yourself with every color
I may have loved black and white as much if not more
yet the ink was illegible between the lines

I never knew who resided in the picture
decimation claims the land that would be our future
with lies justified in anothers eyes

lost in the night sky, I dwell within my passionate fortress
where none could intrude nor seek to overthrow
such love for shadows, so sweet, so serene
with no warning, the thought, the face crept in
just one revelation, one face
brings my stronghold to its knees
pillars crash down threatening such peaceful respite
now exposed, a keen eye would see
desire expressed in a metaphor
love never uttered, never to be seen
whilst the rubble is rebuilt from the ruins

*overlooking the night sky in a fortress of solitude

Inherent disregard to my own scars
drain this chalice of my inebriated blood
akin to the taste of cyanide, cascading down your tongue
a sacrilegious demon may not be evil
my church is but of rotting wood and bone
my fragile prayers are not enough to hear
no, not enough to hear such a far away thought
reverberating in my head the battle rages
never ending echo, forever, la douleur exquise

Serene erosion how could it be
a natural force turned so violently
awaiting the day that brings all to their knees
will your master then bade you well
awaiting an entity that will never come
merely impending darkness amd that is all and it will ever be
skin as white as my blackened soul
it's a metaphor didn't you know
ink painted from head to toe
I imagine the taste is that of the mountain air kissing ocean waves
I'm in love with a ghost
I found the moon hates the sun
the moon hates the sun, the rabbit is still white and the hatter still mad
the oxygen still tastes of mountain air and ocean waves
I shall just be on my way, good day

My veins are creeping ivy
the feeling slowly enveloped my soul
as I lie under the stars crop circles form in the sky
begging the question yet I cannot yet reach the sun
I shut my eyes, as I drift into the milky way
gravity beckons for my return
yet that I cannot do, forever lost in a lone vacuum
I smile when I feel pain no more
in the absence of nothing, never to return to reality
an excursion to a black hole
it is here in the unknown I find my affinity for love

A fleeting moment, when it was
Death had passed, a sigh in the wind
no sound was made, no sign given
never again to return
he had been the alcoholic driver
the puff of smoke curling off the end of a cigarette
he once was fear of the unknown
an anxiety attack spurned by a gasp for breath
a voice soft spoken, full of love
fear me no more, for I am you
his last words to me
I lost fear of Death
the day Death died