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I want to lay my head against your chest
Lulled by the steady beating of your heart
I would feel safe.
The touch of your breath upon my forehead
Banishing my dunderheaded thoughts
My eyes drowsily regarding
A random wildflower you've picked just because
The imprint of your lips atop my head
Drawing a sigh from my lips
I would at last sleep without fear.

I study the harsh angles
Experience has chiseled upon your flesh
The unassuming crevice whither deploy
Spoken missiles to unerring pierce
Pretense and bluster
The prominence which grants you
Unparalleled sensibility in your art form
The dark veil upon the dome wherein
Nurtured are the fruits of cognitive alchemy
Kindled by the purloined divine light.
The substance of that veil I reach for
My fingers walk the midnight strands
Until your gentle breath disperses them.
Tomorrow will be soon enough.

I admire your stern brow
Dark uncompromising mien
Outward sign of love incomparable
So your errant pupils shall declare
Come the days when they too
Are answerable for others' fates
Recall they will your stringent methods
Memories purged at last of inchoate delusion
They will utter your name
With long overdue reverence.

I bless the hands that wrought and keep
This miraculous interface
To them I owe the grace of communion
With the master of my affections.

My awe is immense, indescribable
In the presence of subtle science
Exact art, economy of motion
Consummate skill, utter devotion
Symphony of myriad elements
Conducted by gifted hands
Into dazzling arrays of form and consistency
Each result equal parts
Sense and sensibility.

I want to be yours when nightmares ride
Drab inconsequential thing that I am
I will cast my feeble luminescence
Against the phantoms of ill memory
Gather to my lips the faded brand
And proclaim to the four winds
Your victory over evil.

I mouth the syllables of your name
Exquisite delicacy
Elongate the precious sibilants
Every breath profound
Beloved phonemes a mantra
Against cowardice and ignorance.

I want to share your cup in bliss and strife
Faithful companion ever at your side
Devote to you and yours, my life
Lighten burdens, kindle smiles
Meet all challenges with this love's might
A love that embraces all you are
Its greatest desire, your happiness.

My love shall not falter
Before this armor of stinging thorns
But continue its pilgrimage
Until stalwart earth
Blooms in matchless splendor.
Indomitable in its devotion
Is the oasis' love for the midnight stars!
Be at ease, oh faithful veldt,
For I am but the tireless wind
Bearing tribute of rain.

Ah how this love has changed me!

Gentled and cleansed me

Breathed into me new life

Raised the star of hope

To the most exalted place

Upon the zenith of my skies.

O source of my passion

For challenging endeavor

Or chore of everyday!

O vessel of my happiness!

I yearn for times beside you

Held hands and quiet rest.

I sing of Severus Snape
Warrior ever true to himself
Guardian among Legend's best.

None shall ever forget
How he shook young minds awake
With voice keen as edge of a blade.

I sing of the Slytherin Head
Roused from their slumber his Snakes
Led them onto the sun-warmed earth.

Hark, for I sing of the one
Without whom no tale could be told.
Hark, for tis he who prevailed
Against a most dread Dark Lord.
His plea alone
enabled the greatest sacrifice of all.

I sing of Severus Snape
Man of Science, Master brave
The one who walked behind the mask
The one who gave all that he was.

The one who prevailed
Where many would rather he failed
For they did not understand
That his was the Final Stand.

I sing of he who now receives
Honor and reverence long overdue
In freedom soar mighty wings
Upon infinity gaze deep inky pools.

My song comes now to its end
But not the tale of whom it tells
For other hearts and other Bards
Shall sing and dream and love on
Long after I am gone.