Taste of the rusty blade

I rest in the bosom of the muse

The breeze carried the soft wish of melancholia 

When I thought of you now

 

At peace with my silence

I can bury you within my skin

 

A resemblance of honeysuckle is glistening on these memories

I close and withdraw

 

Let the sun warm

Let it warm

 

Internal I sense nothing of regret

Only that I never held you

 

Allow the cold gossamer sheen of winter to descend

Forgetfully the shadows of an angels wing covers the scars of time

 

Your eyes

Those eyes

 

Breathe

Yes breathe

 

A single grain of sand engraved with my words of love for you

Cast me among the heavens as I learn to love alone

 

 

Aback I ride the red serpent slithering the moons

Taste of the scales born of the blood I shed

 

Forgetful I slip

And taste of the rusty blade

Sǽcula In mortis Sǽcula In vitam

 

Ego somniant Musa/ I dream of the muse

Eternally on my scared and vacant heart

You sleep with me

 

I never dreamt to be alone

 

But

 

Your eyes are a thousand miles from the sun

And the words that you lost

Buried 

 

Chase as I do 

Emotions littered on the floor

Discarded as hopes and wishes

For another

 

As this funeral never ends

My shadow is along beside me

And the other

Remains silent 

As only one can be

 

I scratch my thoughts

Whispered in blood

Upon this postcard

Discordant of words

Discordant of heartbeats

 

A chance of letting go

Etched in a dozen kisses

Empaled of the stalks of a dozen roses

Thorns pricked of a dozen fingers

 

This blood leeches black

And stains the ground

In the ink of a tattoo’d heart

Quod me nutrit me destruit

 

Sǽcula

In mortis

 

Sǽcula

In vitam

 

Forever

In death

 

Forever

In life

I sit and I wait in the shadows/ and the flames still dance reprise

I mourn the muse as she mourns me

Sunday morn

In the dawn

Cool brisk air

Still on the breeze

And I wait

 

Cup my hands

And blow

Between the thumbs

Warm

Warming

And I wait

 

The world goes about waking

I watch

From afar

Barely aware

Of my presence and theirs

And I wait

 

Dew glistens on a tear drop

The world refracted

In its essence

Inverted

I watch 

And I wait

 

It should be soon

Yes soon

I drift in on the time

Counting the droplets in the fog

To pass the while

And I wait

 

Impressions left in shadows

Places where we had been 

In time

Left to last on a memory

Mine

And I wait

 

I know it will never be the same

How can it?

When you left on the dance of the flame

Our love 

In the forever

Forgiven

In the forever

Entangled in the shadows and mists

In the forever

In the last dance of a flame

I dream to remember

In rest the muse opens my eyes

I have to breathe you in the shadows

Drinking my coffee in the mornings

Read the yesterdays as a glimpse

Discarded as the breeze from a breath

Memories go astray

 

Only colour I see is black

Painted on the sunset littered in gold

Stained

Several feathers lay beside

When you say you loved me

 

I try to remember what it was like

In the taste of whiskey on your lips

Stale cigarettes on my clothes

Sitting on a summer evening

Listening between the words

 

Smells

Fractals cascade disturbingly serene

Listen to the soundscapes

Shattered on several visions

Kiss me before the nightfall

 

Hand in hand walk into the night

Dive into jade eyes kissed into blue

Dance entwined as lovers

Serpentine 

Love coated in hues of silver

 

Shed my skin

Allow madness in 

Runes tattoo’d a heart in solitude

Severed veins scared from rust

Born on blades

 

If love is what Im missing

I live without words

I weep several lifetimes

In a tattoo of an angel

Feathers engulfed in flames