Monday, February 16, 2009

You will witness



You departed as a galloping gale
Withering the roots of my credence
Putrid raspberries now lie
Shrouded under your footprints

The mermaids savored the tears
From the oasis of my arid heart
The ocean now rouses at sundown
Humming a lullaby to mend my lesions

The kiln of my heart chokes
It would blaze no more
The lamps have oozed the oil
They will be lighted no more

Fenced in the womb of gloom
I linger for the kiss of crimson lord
The dusk will pall, new dawn will call
The raspberries will be sweet again

The ocean will again croon a blissful song
And mermaids will dance to the cadence
The lanterns would be lighted
Mirth will sprout outfoxing torment

And you will witness this repenting your folly

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