The Art of Litany
The Meeting Of Two Wandering Souls
You stand in the shadows, staring
Across the room I dance in my own world
I feel your gaze upon me, turning, staring
You sink into the further into the shadows
Never losing Grasp of my eyes
They beckon me, hold me, consume me
I move towards you, in slow lucid dance
Your eyes burn like fire from with in the shadows
Your arms folded upon your chest, staring
I enter the shadows, and feel your embrace
Haziness as your wine flows over my lips
Warmth in my veins with heated bliss
Silence as the world around me fades
Just your labored breath falling across my neck
Your heart beat growing louder, stronger
Sting in the soft flesh of my shoulder
Warmth of your mouth molding into my skin
Warmth in your veins as you drink of my wine
Slowly we are sated and you softly hold my face
Our eyes lock once again, staring
Nothing can compare to the feelings we share
The world around us moves but to us, no one else is there...
Midnight in the Garden
Running quickly through the moonlit night, to the Garden to meet my love. I hear the soft Whisper of the wind through the trees, Stars shimmer and blink from above. I come upon the Garden and smile, I see you awaiting me there. Quickly you gather me into your arms, not a word breaks the silence as you stroke my hair. We hold each other in the soft moonlit night. Gazing into each others eyes. Not a sound escapes you , Nor I, except the tender sound of a lovers sigh. Softly Gazing on through the night.In the Garden, without a care. Always, my lover, I will be forever in my mind. In the Garden holding you, Midnight in the Garden, My love, Meet me there.
A Vision
AVision, so serene as if I'm dreaming
A rose upon your hand, Dangling, teasingly
Thorn in my heart, bleeding me with sorrow
Eyes, so deep, piercing into my soul
My soul, awakening,Weeping
Pain in my knowing, unable to be showing
Where do I stand, where do I stand....
Sinking, deeper into the abyss of Your eyes
Searching and seeing more than I can mend
Do not fear me and run to hide
Your Immortal soul consumed with their lies
A tear that you shed glistens blood red
Tinged with the sorrow of your shattered heart
All I can pray is that you will recieve awareness
A higher form of something you tend to call bliss
Enslaved
(This is a censored version of this art
piece)
Chained is My heart, I lay in shame
Bound is My soul, Agonizing pain
Closed are my eyes, Afraid to see
Covered are my ears, I Will not Give in
Running is my mind, Trying to be set free
Racing is my pulse, I fight my own will
Crying is my being, I want to be me
Enslaved is she, set This Dark Angel free
Litany, The Immortal
Across the lands, dark and barren.
Litany stands in the shadows, a wandering soul.
Immortality is something she is, but does not understand. Always searching, ever bold. Ever looking for a being, someone, anyone who can answer the untold.
Undying is her weapon, Beauty is her disease. Wild and untamed is her black heart. Loving is her greatest demise. Trust is what she lacks. Wit and Wisdom she will barely admit, but holds more than most souls see fit.
Litany with her immortal heart beating. Litany forever roams these black and barren lands.
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