A Wedding Song

A touch

A breath, like whispers against my skin

Each a declaration of a promise

A dedication

An endearment of my love - my life long dream

Our fingers encircle and I know this is it

A plunge into forever

Forever dancing, swirling, swimming through ambience and light

This is my world; my now

My ever after filled with joy and blessings

My eyes meet yours and nothing has felt more true

I love you

...I feel so thankful

I’ve found the best in me by being near you, 

And I just can’t turn away

My eyes tear, unable to contain this whirlwind inside

This pinnacle of beauty

This gathering of all whom I hold dear

I need to express; to convey 

And yet...

Will my words fail me now

Witness my joy

Join me, as I write this chapter and know that this 

This is the best day of my life

Poison (Amended)

Once upon a time, 

when the world was cold

dim souls forever locked away, 

their stories went untold.

And I, the weary wanderer,

bound beneath a cloak and shawl,

beset upon the others

to find and kill them all.

I lost my veil of sanity;

I consumed their flesh.

I followed bastard teachings

instead of practicing with the blessed.

In my exuberant wonder, 

bloodlust replaced my mind.

A curse, they cried - but nay, said I!

and entombed them with the rest .

The blood ran frozen in the streets,

the town’s all wept my name.

I broke them, bled them, raped them, fled from them

before a spark of shame.

But now it seems I’m weary,

my hair is turning white.

One last small treat! This encroaching fleet

will calm this winter’s bite.

They came with all their fires,

some green and some in blue.

They ate my flesh and burnt the rest

(it seems my mortality passed the test)

and now I’m within few.

I twisted up inside my foes

corrupting all their fears,

and when their corpses turn to dust

(is all the world just built of rust?)

I’m ever drawing near.

Autumn

My soul is black as the night is long
and I can find no reason to smile.

I've been dropping weight -
A shell,
pouring itself onto the jagged rocks below

Debris of my life
drying
for seagulls to contemplate and bicker over

But when I'm fully gone...
When I'm nothing more than a
withered husk
billowing in the sand

I beg of you,
Don't let me live alone