|Inspired by Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicles.|
I started off this morning with 11,000 messages, deviations, etc. to sort through in my inbox. I'm happy to say that I'm down to around 300. Whew! Now I have mostly messages to respond to...which will take forever since dA will repeatedly tell me that I'm spamming people when I'm simply trying to be nice. Oh well! Enjoy the feature!
SWEET INNOCENCESweet beauty we do praise your name
radiant as shines the day
it is innocence we lay the blame
of why your mind was swept away.
T'was Hamlet that you gave your heart
marriage, yes you did aspire
his words were spoken with such art
that it set your very soul to fire.
His father's death had sent him mad
and his heart became a mystery
his sickness made you very sad
your covenant now cannot be.
Polonius slain by Hamlet's sword
now fatherless you went insane
tears that ran, O how they poured
your cross to bear this wrenching pain.
In a quiet brook you chose to lay
whilst music danced upon thy breath
and there I know your spirit stays
for while in song, you met with death.
Forsaken love does beauty die
lest we forget her name
sweet Ophelia's soul it cries
in innocence we lay the blame...
SurrenderI remember the colors
that night on the porch
when the fireflies claimed
the air around us -
the bright blue
blazing between your fingers
as you said
breathing was a trick
of the night.
I raised your hand
to touch my face,
feeling the pink trail
of the morning
yet to come
humming on your palm
and the deep pulse
of orchid staining my mouth
in soft surrender.
What I'm listening to right now... or maybe I should show my expression when I realized what I actually was listening to right as I made this journal.... . Yeah, anyway, have a good week, you sexy things!