Inspired by Judith Froemming:
A saga of co-dependance
I am dreaming of tomorrow
Why dont you see my sorrow
Sweet my sweet, steady me up,
Lying screaming on the floor.
In my vision's darkness,
In my nightmares madness,
I feel your excalibur
Its pointing at the door.
Scorpions come screeching
The devil's own is preaching
My soul is steeped in desire
I am dissolute to the core.
Shapes shifting round me
Visions of pain and ecstacy
I am holding out my hands to catch
"Together we are so much more!"
Than mere mortal mavericks
And this life is just a bag of tricks
We can be knight and lady on deathless vampire shores.
Of blisters and their blessings
Of blood and your balm of dressings
Dreams and dread desires all tread
My mind His universe tracing...
Screech screech screech and hoot
The barn owls own the night
Bright bright eeerie light
The moon scars my sight.
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(c) Amrita Valan 2014
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