All I wanted was a jade dragon
To give to the most beautiful girl in the world
With golden silk for hair and eyes resembling Fine China
To be honest I would give her the world if I could.
I would climb all the mountains in Tibet, to find a flower as beautiful as her
I would go diving in obsedian seas to find pearls to match her porcelain skin.
I’d go all over China to find a dress made of silk to go along with her hair which shines brighter than the sun.
All I wanted was a jade dragon to reciprocate my love

obsedian satin your voice caresses
a midnight castle
spires austere, shadows of incubi
godless
like scaled hydras chained and bound
in a cold cold room
the empty space blanketing a supernova
dark and shawl-like
blinding for thousands of miles
deafening but muffled by the trenches
i wonder what winter will bring
lies can buy eternity
but nothing fools the harsh mistress of time

I stare at walls that used to speak, how blank with truth I didn't seek.
I love, I feel, I cry, I smile. I thrive and yearn and feel what I earn.
I sleep and eat to fill it up. I dream of more, an empty cup.
All the voices I hear once never there, an empty head for all I cared.
My frown once upside down, not a care was there
Words left unsaid and things I can't undo. An empty book filled with meaning one can't understand and left unread.
You cant hide from a feeling when set in stone, build from obsedian and I just can't let go.
But maybe,
Maybe empty isn't hollow,
Maybe it's space, a silence not of loss but rest.
A moment before the next deep breath.
I am still here, still made of flame and even if no one can see me burn, I carry light I'll someday learn to call my own.
Empty,
but maybe not the end.
But the place where I begin again.