Lucius

NOTES: lol poet!Raven. Anywho, this was kind of an attempt to sound like Poe. I haven't done much poetry lately, but I rather like this one. It was a pain having to sound medieval, though. Yea. Anyway, this is what happens when school poems turn bad--you know you're obsessed when you write fanpoetry and fanfics for school projects. XD And... if you didn't know, yes, it's Raven writing--he got slightly OOC. It's sad, too--wait till the end, kiddies and then you'll get it.

Red mingled with Blond that night
When first my eyes beheld the sight
Of Lucius, earthly angel fair
With the dawnlight dancing in his hair.
And so truly breathtaking was his face,
Which far surpassed any mortals' grace-
Yes, far lovelier was this sweet youth
Than any maiden I had viewed, forsooth.
And red mingled with Blond soon hence—
my breath caught up in love's suspense—
As his gentle voice so full of cheer
Floated softly to my humble ear.
In that moment, I truly had no doubt
Of what my heart was dead sure about—
That this sweet Lucius so pure and fine
Would be, forever, true love of mine.

As flowers bloom in spring, so does
The love of the young, perhaps because
Warm sun and blue skies remind me so
Of him whom my heart so wished to know.
It mattered not to me, at the time,
(and I knew not then that our love was crime)
That I, only son of Cornwall, and he—
a mere servant-boy--could never be.
And yet, so joyful in our ignorance
Were we, that we ere lost all sense
Of all the world and its trifling rules—
As, when in love, all men are fools.
But lo! knew I no greater bliss
Than his soft embrace and gentle kiss
And I reminisce, still today, the night
I spent with Lucius, my only light.

Alas, the time I had with my Lucius dear
Was short--too short--only one short year
If only I'd had a longer while
To bask in the radiance of his smile!
To walk with him, and overlook
The grassy knolls and the sparkling brook
And to walk through the gardens among the blooms
(far less beautiful than, dare I presume,
The blue-eyed youth whom I walked beside)
Such a sorrowed truth that our love must hide
From all the world! I so sorely wished
That mortal laws of Love be abolished
As Love be ruled by no earthly force—
only Cupid could set its course.
But I, in lover's naïveté, knew not
With a doomèd love-arrow had I been shot!

O, how I wish that sun never rose
O'er the spot where my only love reposed!
Word of his fate came with the speed
That only the most dread disasters need:
The "Police" my lover's life did quell—
They found him, drowned him, in the well—
And as a final warning, cleft in two
His slender neck. Oh, how I rue
The day I dragged my beloved in
To an affair that would be my gravest sin!
They left him, mangled, in the road,
And my heart broke with the dreaded load
Of such unspoken beauty marred by mud
Like the early wilt of the sweetest bud.
Red mingled with Blond right there
As his lifeblood stained his sun-gilt hair.

"Alas! O woe, my love is dead!"
Cried I, heart heavy as the densest lead
Yet all my cries escaped in vain—
none but I could know my pain—
as, surely, if some other knew
The very same fate should find me too.
No requiem for him could I contrive—
none would know my dear was ever 'live—
No funeral rites, no final rest
For him whom Cornwall's son loved best.
No, sweet Lucius, for all joy he gave
Could not hope even for a grave
And I, his love, could dare not ask it—
thus my final embrace shall be his casket,
And red would mingle with Blond once more
When I meet him, soon, at Heaven's door.