Hearts fade away.
Love is unreal.
Sovereign night the only love that is true.
Truth fades at time.
All the mind remembers is lies.
My heart breaks again.
Yet again it is forged a new.
Fate guides my soul and destiny forces my heart onward.
As I push through the shadow of thine love.
When I dream I see her face and die again.
Crystalline Worlds
Once upon a dream, as I rested weak and weary.
I saw a vision of true and pure beauty in her face.
I saw pure beauty that escalates into the highest of heavens.
I saw love that transcends this futile existence.
I saw your heart wrapped in a shell that keeps it from being tainted.
This vision of my heart that gave me reason to keep walking through the palace of her soul.
I saw wonders of such grace and elegance.
I saw horrors that even they held a beautiful soul.
I walked along 'til I reached the ninth circle of heaven or hell.
It was heaven by such rapturous beauty that I cannot again describe.
Yet was hell for they did not stand for what was touch.
Crystalline Angels
Hearts born on the wings of tomorrow.
Love that soars higher and higher.
Perfection that transcends that of God.
A truth that exists only in the worlds of her heart.
A song that rings eternally in Aphrodite's halls of her purity.
A tale told by story weavers to Venus in the kingdom of the sky told of her as an angel of the soul.
Envied by the heavenly, reviled for her beauty by the dark.
The palace of her soul may it live in eternal peace and torment for evermore.
Sickened Sentimentality
Abandoned in a swelling sea of despair and depravity.
Lost alone on a foreign sea.
Marooned in a felsic dream cultivating my malice.
Into the expanse less depth unknown I wander with nothing to know but my sky.
Not always was I this way once I had the aid of accompany.
I had joy and woe both untold to venture to find.
I had youth's promise of direction buried in my breast as I set forth to endure my contentment.
I had arrogance and pride to lead my way.
I delved blind as can be into the flowing vast never conceiving the perils imminent.
My sights designed to a place of serenity.
I trekked far across the flooding with all the endowments of a heartful sacrifice.
I battled with brawn many a fear.
I displayed my wit foiling divinity.
My heart was shown pure to many a weary and tired soul.
Many a poet spun his silken rhyme and many a bard mused all my gracious offering I had bestowed.
I was rejoiced and beloved.
The heart that was mine it's desire obtained.
No more deeds to be done and no more heroism to entertain.
I laid to rest my might and to bed my thought.
I spent my days alone exasperated by the requests.
I spent my nights alone they having forgotten I too have lust.
Many passages of light and night later they grew tired of rejection and stopped knocking.
Yet now from far away new songs and rhymes were sung and told with mine.
Of many a new and greater deed.
Soon not long after that few and fewer were expressed of me.
As. I lay weakened and sickened by my own mortality.
The tales of me were no longer known.
I drifted away into the swelling sea of despair and depravity.
You may think to question me, "what is your name?"
My reply would be, " As such is now it would not matter if my calling was one of your thoughts.
You would not know or remember me.
I am just a forgotten sacrifice, fated to be a hero and destined to be unknown.
I pray you whom inquires of me let me have the solitude that is all I can perceive."