Melting
Drip the hapless loves

wardens of there hearts
With chainmaled solitude

With countess
Years apart

Of sperate time
And space

Renuned resolved
,
Remains​
Retried

Destined  
For there match

Dispatch the the dark
From each a life

The memory
And strife

With homes of lesser name
Of no to fortune
No to gain
With heavens rule of Fame


And Only Sparks they see

With Every little glance

The object
Of the deep

There One
There love

The beautiful

Be Together fight and free.

Rumblings of a barrel
Free men pay with blood
The price in ounces of lead
At the end of a dragons tail

As I am death and such decay
With my changing birth
With mirth that must abide
In endless years to hide

So shroud my light that at my dawn
I cover all the sky
And lay in wait
With all below
as I will wait to die

For time can only change
In the violent and the strange
For Yama, does now find us so
With all the earth refined

For in the few and moments passed
Kokopellie make it new

As all of us and all of them
scream into the sun


For this,
the fearing stout
Rebel attack and mount
the grounds inhabitants
For violent be our sort

Do Picket at the cosmo light
With heavens hells command


Find us now again
To the sky we peer
As queer it be the open vail
That looks to see us small

For racked with pain
Us that feign
With gun and god in hand

With wings
And Zephyr pull,
Out of tumult and solitude,
make us fly to greener climes.

The yearning​ of the
The loss of cold
That makes us wander so.

Those battered wings that
make us fledglings,
and faulter up on high.

That cause for us to crash again
into the burning snow.

Yet with a burning need
To melt the frozen rock.

Is mettle of our will,
and of the earth to shake.

So alight again
with fierce and needed flailing,

full of wondering.

Become a force.
Of fight or flight,
no longer,
only thing.
More than sum of it, it's parts
and wary be your sting.

That wakes from you dispaire,
that dark remains and reigns,
with all the sun to fear.

With all against we ever fight, with forever death of night.

The guise of death
Can not stop the burn
Can not stop The yearn
For what may lie ahead
But shadows us each
Moment
Temps and tramples on
The want of getting out
The silence of the shout

So scream
And scream
To the heavens up above

With poise and presence
Diligent
That your broken form may shout.
Away

Hear the echos
Of the drip
Of wrist
And salty eyes

For they ever will remind

Of all that die
who came before
Those shadows that we find.

Doubt the colors
They we wrought
So red to drain
In vain of hope
And chance we to anew

Of a Constant stain
There that ever was

The passing of a few

That make us ghosts
Unformed inblazed
With all and ever true

So this my wretched
Racted and weary Broken bleeding heart
Is now my place of the alone

And now my place to start

To mend a broken me
That tore away my vanity with pain now to dismiss.
And on your​ Lips
To find for me
a place to plant a kiss.

Or wait and pull
From out my hate
A place for us to meet

And find within the desperate past
The heavy hearts we rung

So let us find we meet
In a place alone

Where not a heart can live
And be us suicides.

She so small,
That hunts.
The things on ground that crawl,
In briar patch, and up to wood,
Of things that hide in trees.

Of leaf and branch,
And twisting vines.
Of all such covered
In gall.

With they, so small of feet.
Run with panic and fret.
Run from her,
From fang and claw.
Lest they be her meal.


Those things for her to meet,
With quickened beat.
To underground
And find the sound,

Retreat.


And never of her match.

Of then defeat and her to eat,
Of mouse and squirrel​ dispatch.

Of everything that moves,
And everything she catch.

To every bow, and down to grass,
With eyes that seem of glass.
That holds your gaze.
Until you see.
With last of breath
You gasp.

There is dark inside.
For happiness has lied.
But, take it's leave,
while hopes concede,
with time, of us to bide.

Such is of its place.
With life and flesh debase.
Make light of none,
with parting sun,
the desperate to erase.

So go with key in hand.
And heart inside a tomb.
To steel away, from hearth and past,

in past no longer stay.

With listlessness​,
to find a match.

To claim,
and, make away.

To make a hope,
the common tongue,
we speak of everyday.