A Grim Abscond
Walking on air.
Thirsting for sorrowing despair
is the only way I know how to keep you near.
My spirit lingers for a moment,
searching the softly dead silence for the words to say...
forever the words are left unspoken.
How can you speak when there is nothing
but hungering darkness filling the eeiry quiet?
My thoughts are left open in the night beauty
filled with a gentle light.
You see me; your gown is delicate, innocent and white.
I look down at my own garments, clothed in black,
I am a rainbow of darkness, mastered only by the forsaken raven...
longing to thrive in the precious color of snow.
A red rose drips with horrid blood,
Why must I leave you now? Why must I go?
You slowly reach for my hand,
but you just don't understand,
my heart is breaking.
I don't want to bid thee farewell,
but to live in such a dastardly sorrowful place would be like living somewhere else.
My heart longs to be with you,
and I know that in my dreams you will softly whisper
"I love you" in my ear.
Little do I know that one day soon it won't be in just a dream,
because surely I will be with you here,
So beautiful sweetheart of mine,
do not dread, do not cry,
For it is the words you have stolen from thy mouth
"I love you", 'tis the only way I will forever depart.
These words quietly unspoken still linger,
silently in thy mouth evermore in thy heart...
At thou grim abscond shall we forever part.
Your frozen hand gingerly touches my cheek,
wiping me free of all my tears.
Surely, tenderly, I will soon be with thee here,
until then, darling I love you.
Let us forever dance in the dawn of the light,
as my black garments miraculously transform,
and turn into pure white.
Sweetheart I am with thee here,
in the night beauty filled with the glorious light.
You have saved me from thy distress,
thy sorrowing despair.
Forever I will rest with thee,
in thy heavens of everlasting light...
close to you dear.
"I love you" once again repeats its story
as we forever slowly rejoice, dancing in victory.
The two roses; black and white,
silently stop crying, transforming in the light.
They find refuge in each other,
and live in the peace of hope, love,
and looming, spectacular, innocent light.
A grim abscond I once sang,
as the roses drip in horrid blood,
thus they prophecy destined them to be so much more,
and now they stand against the beauty of the wind,
forever bound together with thy treasured love.
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