In The Presence Of Madness
Ineffable Chards of beauty fall
As Dust upon the Snow
Juxtaposed like the pillars of Midians Cathedrals
And Glass in the Bowl
In this sanctum tossed aside
One seeks to find
Threw the Tide
Mercy Crying and reaching out to grasp
Ah…The err of the past…..
The Cherubim Weep
The lifeblood Seeps
Take my hand…and Love before you leap
This I plead
Empty my veins of this lust that I bleed
Please…..
Down upon this Earthen floor I was cast
And so I shall crawl
To writhe in the dirt and Taste of my fall
But be it not alone?
This I conceived
To suffer in Solitude until I atone ?
For such a trespass forgotten
But I digress….
She has every intension
To seek out confession
But never has questioned
This masochist obsession
To Gut Joy
Vicarate it on the floor
Dance ore its entrails
Until she has fulfilled herself
This is Lunacy
Pure Madness
And I, in its presence
Am Madness Extolled
Strange…When last I entered here
I sorrowed for what I lost
And now I sorrow here again
Though gained and forgot
But still creeps loss…..oh the loss
And for every moment I Sorrow for
Comes anew
And for all of them, More
And On and On
This My Agony
To read forever
Of this bitter tragedy
Here I know more exist than me
I have Bled with them
And them with Me
All are inherent upon myself
Or else I shall case to be
And them without Me
But I know One is for Me
And Me for Her…Mine
Never before in my conception
Has this occurred
We for Each other
This Is Madness
Madness and Euphoria
I shall Acclaim it
And Drown in it
The feel of Revelation
Swathed in Catharsis
A thick Cloak to warm me here
Where the Cold wind whistles ore my Ear
Come my Winter Lily
You have Descended as I
Let me wrap you in this Cloak of mine
And carry you into the Trees with me
Here where all is Inherent with one another
Let us be of Each Other
Until the last of the Light does Flicker
And the Angels for our Souls do Bicker
Let us lay Together
And Lament forever
To beckon Morphius come Hither
Until from this Bowl we are Cast
To the Enigma's long Last
To be Hurled apart Fast
Like so much Worthless Glass….
This Is Madness