Today, Tonight, & Tomorrow

Today, we stole a languid kiss Tonight, we share a seditious wish Tomorrow, I'll affirm your fantastic touch
Today, you held my longing heart Tonight, I give my mysterious life Tomorrow, you'll taste my abjured soul
Today, I dream of your ruby lips Tonight, you make an undying vow Tomorrow, we'll face the dark abyss

Death's Transfiguration

Centuries lain in twilight satin
Soon the dawn shall bring repose
Casting forth a life now laden
Drowning with his sin of woes.

Hers was oft the voice of laughter
Hands so soft, and love devout
Shining bright the two incisor
Wounds upon her lilting throat.

His was drawn into her shadow
Hovered with her every motion
So consumed, his joy did canto
Ceased her heart's demure devotion.

Never glancing, ever seeing
Eyes of dark, unholy grace
Pulse of cold, her crimson streaming
Comingles with his earthly trace.

Aimlessly his vast despair
Cursed in every breath he breathes

Life defying, past revolting
Daylight shafts, at last, shall tear.

Finally, her eyes reopen
Like chrysalis in warming air
Celebrates how love shall render
As butterflies, to kill despair.

The Song of Sweet Taress

Truncheons of despair, surge within him
Wintry, his fist, and brooding soul
Assails, a sea of darkness solemn
Mind, a tangle of lost control

Icy, his blood runs shrill and sinking
Replete, within his veins complex
Brain, confounded truth denying
Completes, his troubled power vex

Loathing, rapine astride his trace
Vines and creatures wither there
Evil, profuse with no disgrace
Entwine, with sweet Taress's hair

None, could better know her timbre
Or sweeping curtsy now effete
His, was iced hard with rancor
For which, drowned out her fair express

Locutions, his hate for all this day
As late, the song of sweet Taress
Shall not, proclaim to where he lay
To wait, the guillotine's finesse

I am Well Rider

I am well rider
Many buckets have I known
They press my feet into my toes
The windlass whirls
The rope in hand
Scratches at my cheek and nose

Echoes fill my head
When down the rocky shaft I plunge
Bursting far below, the tiny sky recedes
As black cascades and icy numb
The bubbles churn
Against my ears like drums I am well rider

None can know my obsession
Many times Ive dropped down in
To see and feel my cold fixation
To sink into the deep
Below, where life is in cessation
But that is where I find the eyes

Long forgotten faces
How they hold you
Want to tell you of their stories
They have left our world
Each denied their places
I am well rider

Soon I must return
But here I found a solace
Here my ache and pain does churn
Her face and hair has bound me
My empty lungs now burn
Yet only here I see her

Her story is sad and tragic
Cast, she was in shame
Taken by a lovers anger
Her only sin was loving,
A man who would not Father