I wake up in a haze,
Dazed, wondering through a fog of
People, faces, voices
Breath, laughter
Clusters of long forgotten memories

Opening up those scars
That have twice healed over
Exposing them once again
Bleeding, dark droplets
And the dream deepens

As the essence flows
Through a stained body
A stained existence
Yearning for self redemption
I know not pity

To Caress me down
Sweet silk decadence
A flower known as a child
The petals buried deep
Into the earth

Awakened again
When the nostalgia ceases
When poison desires are expunged
The candle lit
When I am free

From myself
The laughter excavated
From the hollows of my soul
Memories of a willow,
Willow, willow

Widowed
Though I know not
Of a bond of gold
And silver, it is love
That I know of



And it was taken
And poisoned
With sweet elixirs
And gentle caresses
Laid to rest

Beautiful eyes
Beautiful lips
Memorized in their extravagance
But never known the same
As when she closed them

Forever lost
With distorted memories
In a world
That I cannot touch
With my crumbling hands

Left to wonder
If those eyes can be seen again,
Sweet deity of Venus
Golden locks that soothed
My troubles

I’ll fall asleep
Hoping to wake up
From this nightmare
Of this nothingness

And I
Will
Remember

What
Love

Was