The rose petals fall from your hands,
like soft velvet flakes of
time, they
shrivel and blacken, flitting nowhere,
I watch
and I weep, for I feel so for
you, yet I cannot have what I
wish
for you are to hideous to bear.
At your touch I
tremble, from delight
and from fear and disgust.
your face is
in anguish as you
listen to my thoughts,
Our minds one,
yet so far apart,
I run and I hide, but you keep me
from light.
Shining blindingly, the
light does me no good. I thrash and
I
shake, trying to be gone of this spell.
So many room, yet
nowhere to lie,
you catch me and taunt me, you
hurt me and
love me, you die as you
live, you command as you beg,
"to
save my life, be only mine!"
yet no I cannot, and I refuse
and refuse.
My words are like death to your heart,
you
send me away wishing only to fade.
I am gone yet a longing begins,
a doubt
invades my raw and fresh mind. The light
that I sought
becames harsh and callous
against my eyes now so pure. Yet
purity
be what I sought, when you kept me awake.
I cry and
I weep as I turn back around,
nothing will stop me from meeting
my fate.
Visages so simple to deter one in their longing?
To
decimate my wishes, my hopes, and
my dreams? I run through this
graveyard,
the light at my back, it tracks all my steps,
casting
a darkness that steps as I step,
that screams as I scream.
I
come to your gates, only to find them
rusting away, fading and
fainting, thorns
take their place. The roses bloom at their
wake,
warding me back. But no! I shall not
go back, back to the light
that shall kill me
and trick me as it deceives all who are
joyous.
I rip through your gates, the thorns threshing
me,
bleeding me, tainting me. I run up
the steps, my feet never
faltering.
I call for your name, time again and again
without
fruit for you nay answer me and
my shame. I traverse to the
balcony,
racing and rushing, to find you, my beast,
lieing
passive and closed. There are roses
all about you, dead and
depleted. Yet one
petal remains . . . a tinge of pink, a
flutter
of life. I fall to my knees, grasping the
flower. I
clutch it to my chest and hold it
to you. You awaken . . . Joy,
Bliss, Love,
True radiance to red . . . real light, shall
immerse
me for eternity . . . eternally