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Close your eyes, my sweet.
Let me open them in this darkness that I keep.
Lose yourself, my love.
Let me search you in the shadows where you sleep.
Come to me, my darling.
Let me give you that which only takes.
Wrap your arms around my legacy
As I sink my teeth into your soul.
Rest your head against my sensuality
As I break into your mind.
Run your hands over my immortality
As I touch your innermost desires.
Open your eyes, dark angel.
I make you mine-
Forever.

Glistening in the moonlight,
Is that your shadow I see?
The hollows gracing your neck
where those heavenly arches meet;
A sudden slant between gorgeous green eyes;
Lover's bows that whispered lies and alibis.
Worshipping you, like gods of Greece.
Learning the truth in your letter crisp and creased.
Another man.
Another night.
Another love.
Another fight.
Shining in the starlight,
Are those my tears that fall?
My gentle love not good enough;
Sudden kisses not satisfying.
Watch you walk away.
Fall to the ground
Watch as the bruises form.
My knees.
My hands.
My heart.

And from this day until the last,
I've given up on you.
My tears will fall
As they always have,
And my heart
Will break into,
But until the day
I leave this world,
I've given up on you.
You've torn my compassion
Into shreds of despair,
And pounded my need
Into the ground.
You've forgotten all of me
And left me here to drown.
I've had enough.
Forget it.
I'm done.
Forever, I will sink,
And until my time is through,
Oh, my love, you will see
I've given up on you.

And shall I draw you a picture
Of how these things should be?
You see this line,
This line so fine?
Yes, that is your boundary.
And you see the point these two lines make
As they join as one?
Yes, my dear, that is it.
Love's dagger;
Damage done.
And you see the curves
That rest atop of these lines?
Of course, my darling.
Yes, that's right
Simply, simply divine.
It's your soul, almost complete,
Joining with mine.
You see it? Truly?
The shape it makes?
Yes, yes, you're right.
It is a heart.
My heart,
Given to you
On this winter's night.

Feel the sting of a broken heart,
the last turn in the vial clings to his lips,
the drip of poison lingering on the dart.

Feel the eyes, hollow in their loneliness,
the last tear that cannot fall again,
the one blink shutting out the mess.

Feel the numbness creeping in the bones,
the last tingle suspended from the edge,
the sound of monotony, the buzzing drones.

Feel the weight, hesitating and lifted free,
the last thread shredding in time.
the wind blowing as the sun shines and you see.

This is your fate, your destiny, your path.
It cannot rule you; you wriggle from the grasp.
The chains that bind are broken, the ropes that hold are cut.
You walk along that broken path, never ready to give up.

Feel the last ache pass from side
As you glance back once and wait for the ride
of your life.

Feel the Last

Heart

It's a rhythm and a feeling;
a fight, a symphony
When those sounds come creeping in,
Like fog on frosted glass,
I see the age old memories,
reminders of a past...

Those melodies bring me back
Those voices set me free.
I feel the time within my heart
and wait for the symphony.

It's a memory and a lesson;
a note, destiny.
When those words come whisking by,
like leaves upon the winter wind,
I feel the weight of forgotten lives
and watch the waves again.

The winds blow through the clouds
sweeping the sea, roaring proud.
The captain holds the helm tight
raging against Poseidon's might.
The calm has passed and a storm moves in.
The darkness churns and fear desends.
The men cannot take it; the sailors fall.
Her fury is unleashes and another comes to call.
The same as the others, both murderous and fair.
He pulls hard starboard, the rain in his hair.
Nothing can stop the blazing sails,
just as nothing can lighten his shadowed veils.
We wait for morning, urging the sun,
but the chariots never race and the storm has won.
A wrecked tangle on a forgotten shore.
No joy can come from this ancient lore;
Stranded as the king of Thebes dethroned,
begging for the sounds of the Sirens to take us home.
So now we see our cursed treasure here,
among the gold and gallows of yester-year.
No prayer can hault us, no death can cure
the which we have begotten, silent and sure.
Our bones lie buried beneath shimmering sands
while the goblets of greed rust in our hands.

Blazing Sails and Shadowed Veils

Feel the sting of a broken heart,
the last turn in the vial clings to his lips,
the drip of poison lingering on the dart.

Feel the eyes, hollow in their loneliness,
the last tear that cannot fall again,
the one blink shutting out the mess.

Feel the numbness creeping in the bones,
the last tingle suspended from the edge,
the sound of monotony, the buzzing drones.

Feel the weight, hesitating and lifted free,
the last thread shredding in time,
the wind blowing as the sun shines and you see.

This is your fate, your destiny, your path.
It cannot rule you; you wriggle from the grasp.
The chains that bind are broken, the ropes that hold are cut.
You walk along that broken path, never ready to give up.

Feel the last ache pass from the side
As you glance back and wait for the ride
Of your life.

Feel the Last

And so another page is turned, another story told,
Except the one that haunts us, the secret to which we sell our soul.
And when you learn the secret, can you tell me how it ends?
How the walls come falling down and how fate moves the winds?
As the sun teeters on the edge, falling into the sea,
Can you whisper those words of wisdom, calm and joyfully?
When the clouds suffocate the air, forcing us to gasp,
Can you dream those dreams that saved us, if only in the past?
And when I bear my heart to you, the mask now flung away,
Can you stab the dagger in my chest and die yourself again another day?
Sacrifice me now, save me from this fate. When heaven's gates open and let the light shine down,
Meet me with your arms wide open, far from solid ground.
I'll look at you as your face in shadow begins to glow,
Those words that cannot be uttered, only you and I will know,
And there beneath the angel's wing,
We'll sit in silence where the heavenly seraphs of the end of the world sing
As you touch my face with your forgiven hands.

All the things I meant to say, it's too late for now.
The time has come and strands undone, and I don't know how
To Tell you the truth that I hold inside,
This truth that has been shaded by denials and lies.

We walk beside forbidden lines and wander through the shallow streams
All the while knowing that something is growing, but chalking it up to a foolish dream.
I missed many moments to tell you the truth, til the day I told you goodbye,
But now as I listen to that song you once sung, I hang my head and cry.

So much of a chance to be something more.
The light night talks and glances flood the floor
Of my mind as I struggle to see past the tears that escape my eyes.
I was afraid to admit it, scared to know, terrified to be denied.

And now it's all over, we'll never see each other after this,
But somewhere back in the midst, I see you and me.
I see that it wasn't really wasted time, bundled into one wish of a kiss.
I see that it was us, no matter what I had hoped to be.

Fate cannot be denied
And sorrow cannot be broken.
So as I write these words to you, consider this my token.
The truth that lies within my heart, and the secret that haunts my soul.
Will not remain forever unspoken

Should this finally reach your ears,
May you swallow all your fears.
May you find a hear that's kind waiting for you out here
Away from the madness of the world.

Will you wait for me on Hallow's ever
When the whippoorwills come to call,
When the six crows fly and the bats soar high,
Thrice around the castle walls?
Will you stand on the edge
When time suspends
watching the witches race
by the moon, then descend?
Call all the familiars.
Call the fairies too.
The Druids have no way to know
that what we say is true.
The rooster crows after twilight
and the chair rocks long after you're gone.
The spider follows on Samhain night
and still you think you're all alone.
THe signs you miss
should be seen.
I'm never far away.
The opmens and superstitions are not a dream.
Just look for me with my lantern, burning forever more
And you shall find
all you need to see me
will be your open mind.

I Said I'd Come Back

You walk the earth in shadows.
Your secrets hidden so well.
You walk the earth in loneliness.
Your shadow hides your veil.
The veil over your eyes that will not let us see
The cloak that hides your soul
The mask that keeps you
The darkness that will not set you free.

It's anarchy of the mind.
It's destruction of the soul.
It's inner peace shot down in flames.
It's silences that turn the heart cold.
Watching in the night, the crystal glass falls.
It shatters into millions- fragments;
Nothing can it hold.
The waves crash upon it.
The sands wear it thin.
The sun chases it away.
Night closes in.