Title: Some kind of Zanadu
Rating: T
Pairing: UkokuXKouymou
"For he on honey-dew hath fed, And drunk the milk of Paradise."—Xanadu Poem.
He came with the moon
A
cawing crow fluttering darkly
Tears flowing like crimson water
Bleeding out his tortured soul
Faint touch of honeyed laughter
Golden light tinkling around him
Soft brush of cool fingers
Worming deeper and deeper inside
Never ceasing agony turned eroticism
Carrying him over the edge
Delving into his very soul
Edging sanity closer to chaos
Unknown emotions--dark swirling torrent
Oppressive taste--tobacco and sin
Perhaps your soul tastes sweeter
Very willing to find out
Kept man that I am
Irony best served slightly inebriated
Xenia--home away from home
Quiet acceptance--management doesn't approve
Reality is harsher than fiction
Justice will never be served
Zanadu is lost to us…
You'll never leave me, right?
Mystical rabbit in the moon
Laughter and tears frozen forever
~Fin
An: Xenia is the Greek concept of hospitality, or generosity and courtesy shown to those who are far from home. It is often translated as "guest-friendship" (or "ritualized friendship") because the rituals of hospitality created and expressed a reciprocal relationship between guest and host.