generosity from your body has been drained
the honey sucked from a flower after an early morning rain
hath been replaced by a vile and putrid juice
when I look at you, I see a depserate life pleading for truce
I know if I put it that way
I would lose you
the way it is now
gives a little and takes a little
the burning embers inside lay creeping
love in my heart is surely sleeping
shunned by a harsh and distant sorrow
will find it's way in another tomorrow
a willow weeps in the glowing dawn
a baby moose and a placid fawn
have all slipped away into yesterday's gone
the sun once shone on dewey flowers
Do You Relish In The Pyro's Passion?
do you relish in the burning heat?
in the fire's strongest, most powerful fleet?
in the unrelenting smell of singed hair?
in the hazy smoke thickened air?
The Birth Of Nyx And Erebus (Nightfall...)
the sky darkening round me
the birds descending to the trees
children home in their beds to sleep
shadows gather in the street