Locket -- DarkAngel Series

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Date Posted: 16:17:51 11/29/00 Wed
Author: Jjaz
Subject: Locket

Asleep upon your tormented pillow
While ranting voices speak muted
From behind cracked windows of water
As rain falls softly on your dreams

Washing away thoughts of innocence
Purification drowned in black enlightenment
That rips sleep from its nightly inebriated song
Sung by ghostly images of artful vague illusions

Deranged figures darting before squinted eyes
Predecessors without warm touch or direction
Darkened silhouettes of dancing madness
Playing the rhymed music of midnight poems

Awaking to the crowed thoughts of your anguished mind
And the hungry melodies that fall onto your bed
To the drunkenness of your searching loneliness
Longing release in poetry penned in whispered blood

Words placed carefully within the heart's locket
Tied about your neck with lavender ribbons
Holding the scarlet threads of secret ambitions
The fevered writings of summoned passions

Conjuring the figure of blue eyes and terrible wings
Who approaches breathing your concealments
As darkness lies across the adulterous horizon
And the moon cries lustfully to the stars

Now the rain falls softly upon your pillow
From a cloud burst heart full of derangements
Which puddle lifeless into quiet reflection
Of an image shadowed at the foot of your bed

The DarkAngel vanishes taking your hand
As the morning is lit with horrible screams
At lurid evidence found next to a locket of silver
Neatly bound by the stained ribbons of desire

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