My Love, You are My Death
My love is my death,
Your lips form my grave
Your wide wings hug my corpse
Protected from the reaper
You can save me for 100 years
Or till tomorrow's end
Your eyes can keep me planted
Frozen to the sweet earth.
They control me
Pull me across the forest
Moving my legs one by one
Till my feet form to claws.
Maybe soon I'll be divine
The "princess" in your eyes
You open your mouth
And cast your sweet spell
Wings sprout and spread
And I, too, form into the onyx bird.
Take flight with me
Hold me by your tendrils
Cast me to the wind
The air is our home
May the clouds be our bed
May I sleep now, sweet angel?
Forever I breathe by your eyes
My love, you are my death
3-13-09
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