Awed by her splendor
stars near the lovely
moon cover their own
bright faces
when she
is roundest and lights
earth with her silver

I have outlived suffering,
I have endured pain.
I have gently walked
thru fire and rain.
I have swallowed anger,
I have eaten sin.
I have bled
and lost what lies within.
I have surpassed doubt,
I have suppressed blame.
I have taken stock
of what remains.
I have absorbed sadness,
I have taken loss.
I have appraised the damage
and paid the cost.
I have been loveless,
I have been true.
I will never
be beaten by you.

My heart,
This colossal piston
Is slowly halting.
Sickly,
In its cavity.
Poisoned.
Bleating,
Its final rhythmic chorus.
No more.
No more.
No more.

Please, do not love me.
Humbly I request thee.
I cannot live in stony part.
I can't reside in your heart.

Please, do not hate me.
Humbly I request thee.
I can't live with Satan unkind.
I cannot stay in your mind.

Please, just ignore me.
Humbly I request thee.
From the cage of your heart;
And mind set me free.

My feet touch scarcely the unknown soil
repetitively winding and unwinding
as would the prowling of a curious lion
to its new surrounding.

My hand cautiosly longs to touch
as the petals look so soft and warm
but fear the tear of crimson sorrow
for you are both the flower and the thorn.

A rose sits adamently , urging me
its sweet smell the very fabric of desire
can it be -that scent it carries
summons the Muse to come inspire.

Cherubs and godly beings alike
might bless the deadly sinful power
but ****** be I for being hasty
for you are the thorn as well as the flower

Sticks and stones might purge the sin
But can never douse the hell within.
A fire burning through the night
To blind the weak and dim the sight
Of all who see a golden dawn.
The morrows bring the cold and ice
As gods bet on lives and roll the dice.
How sad it makes this greying heart
To realize his only part
Was always just to be the pawn.
And as one does, I embrace their scorn.