Kneeling down before the beauty I once endured
My voice notes being smashed upon your floor.
My heart's last seconds being hung on an unraveling thread
My hand sliced open by your knife that demanded my blood shed
"Your Definition of Beauty must be contain"
"Your added Darkness to Your Beauty has put us to shame!"
My Cat eyes grasped what was left of my black filled charm
My Mask that was ripped off from me was my armor to protect me from your harm!
The blood you caused to escape stained the overcast beauty that laid shattered and unable to fix
I burst out in a low laughing hiss "Is this some kind of trick?"
I stand up in front of you, my arm opened wide, still willing to show that I need to be redefined
You back away slowly, refusing to accept the differences of mine
My eye lids painted with black that seems to sweep off with a curl
Blinked slowly with good intentions, but it caused your body to hurl
You began to run off slowly, from the edge of my cat-eye sight
My claws dig into my palm, refusing to give up this fight
My head hung low, the mess still remaining
I abandoned it completely, the forgotten beauty is worth the learning
I'm not made to please you fools on this Earth, but for someone who is On High for deserving...
My mistresses name is darkness.
she calls me,
desire prominent in her voice.
She embraces me,
her silk gown enticing.
I can't wait any longer I grasp her tightly.
As she slips the gown from her silhouette.
I have already climbed into her darkest corners.
Indulging and devouring.
The penetration goes on for hours, days or weeks?
Time is a state of mind while she's with me.
As I thrust away frustration,
kiss my way to peace.
The seduction is to powerful,
I always end up back in her sheets.
"Your heart is like stone,
Near the river's shore.
Can only be removed from space"
How in world wonder's
Can the truth be fully told
That it was not her fault
Demons from hell
Came and went
Facing them alone
How on Earth can she say
I'm untouched at all
Demons took her soul
Left the rock all alone
How tough it is
To face all fears alone
Daily there was someone
Seeing the for his own
Nor did they had the right
Nor they had feeling at all
She was stuck upon the mast
On one to help her show greens
And she roamed in dark
Stuck there for all she had
One by one
People came to help
But what did they want most
She tried and tried them all
And you were the right one
From them all
Now you ask me
Would leaving me
Would break the stone
Dying is better than it
Here I go
So you can weep alone
The darkest prison
Shackles you to the worst fear
How people see you
So you do it all
You try to please everyone
At the cost of one
You lose yourself in that fear
In prison's shadows
A woman stands strong and sensuous and proud
Her mind a fractured mirror cloaked in fog
Shard by shard
The bayonet finds her way, following the sweet scent of the bloody rose
Wielding her Scarborough Fair
The sass of Parsley
The wisdoms of Sage
The touch of Rosemary
The passage of Thyme
Born of the dark side of the moon
With powers untold
Able to twist and bend the spindles of shadows and time
Lips full and glazed with cardinal sin
Slick locks of ebony
A perfumed 500 year blur
With the night's lunar charm that twinkles in her eye
And butterflies that swoon for their Madama
The blood child born of the union of the sun and moon
The black sheep of the dark arts
Is one with the most beloved of Umbran treasures
Is the sweetest cherry with a long-forgotten radiant smile,
A harsh destiny
Who looks to the left side of the moon for the upcoming chaos.
Whispered beauty of the moon
Recalls her promise
Light-haired and bright-eyed
Behind her beatific smile
Sorrow and anger
For she is the child
The song of wind and the lake
Bound by destiny
To be the shadow
Of the three luminaries
And stain her tulle dress
Upon the still lake
She will glide through with passion
Her heart is a tomb
Painted gold and set afire
Sky embraces earth, eternal
Conversation of light & darkness, serenaded by melodies of awakened life...... do not sleep yet
Arise....walk out to greet the Night
And Even if we miss the SUNset, the afterglow still rewards us for heading out to walk water's edge lit by glowing embers of dusk