My Immortalle
Come forth unto me ..mine own desire unfathomable ..for thine eyes..doth beckon me in sheer 'en trance 'oh ..art thou obsidian candle's flame ..dancing afore minexpensive own wanton crave of thee...
A Mistress in Shadow mayhap ...but ney and thrice doth mine heart confess tis imprisoned of thy phantom caresse ..a faintest whisper doth echo within mine own soul ...
Princess of Nocturne's waking ...one who doth summon ethereal haunted gazes ..doth her silvered glories wax and thence wain in her embrace of starless darkened celestial haven
Whence then Raven bird doth it perch upon monument silence ..cruel reminiscences of one's gem long lost ..but ne'r art thou farthest in painful refleet of thee...
Tis true t'were thou ..ney ..thou art mine own etrrnity's deliverance a mantle of beauteous timeless perfections....can thy smile er'e be recaptured ..within eyes of another ...ney for money own heart doth it make pledge thee. ..and thereto shall i devote mine existence ...in carving upon granite pedestals in tributes of one whom doth command amours of me ere'more. ..
2016^(R)/^ Raven
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TylerHathaway (
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Comments1
Beautifully written and inspires one's own interpretation.
Thank you for your kindness ..
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