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Your Undying Legacy

My heart is so keen on you, It leaves me cold, relentless, impossible He fell into the love pools in my eyes, The light you demand me to hide He fell so lightly into my waters of secret Only to see I am so far away I do not blame you Precious Curse, Though I cannot bring myself to touch upon his life If I am to give him something, I will give my all And with you, ever here, ever taciturn, I can give nothing... Yearning for anything but the pain, I fall victim to your bloody embrace I kiss your battered lips, Sucking the juices, absorbing your settled tears They are drying upon your cheek now... I see the ache of love caught in your eyes, Your fierce, angry brow, Head lowered, I sigh Yes, I do blame you... I have blamed you for so long... You kill me slowly, you consume me Leaving me in bits for your next meal You leave me to bleed... And for you, feel... The longer you stay into my cove of loneliness The shorter I shall truly live He has many times promised me happiness, Taking my quivering hands, he had whispered, "I care for you..." And in your lungs at last you heave, In some eruption of sudden passion- SHE IS MINE.... now LEAVE.... Pathetic, I know, my eyes lit up At last you have shown me your emotion I so crave... He sees in me, life... Precious Curse, He is full of life...full of pain Whenever I must return to you He knows your destructive ways He pities me, he grieves you If only he had known you when alive... Your smithered claws run through my hair Feeding on my kindling despair You breathe in my sorrowful scent My life, my body, you resent Though you cannot do away with me, Precious Curse Just as I cannot let you go... Your anger rises as my eyes drift, To the one waiting at the door He is insistent, brazen, brilliant, His eyes never blinking, never deterred I beg him to go, though inside I plea he never depart And your hoarse voice warns him to make his leave I love it when you fight for me That is the only life in you I ever see When you realise I am no longer cold in your embrace When you see love has strung its light upon my face When you taste the iron on my lips, You will know, I no longer love you for love's sake I love you because I must, And no one else will see us As I take the dagger that you have many times punished me with As I promise you, I will always bleed You will feel...you will feel me tear you to shreds For your destructive love is not strong enough to grant me death Choking in my bleeding pools, I give and I give and I give As close as can be The last thing you will see is him and I Free Your face no longer capable of crying Or speaking, or lying... Yes, I do blame you... I have blamed you for so long... Now you are gone...truly gone Sometimes, when my love is fast asleep, I crave your distant charm The curve of your assuming lips Yet well I know I hide all these desires Deep down in my cove I secretly visit Knowing your seed grows inside me now Wallowing in the remnants of our struggle

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/13/2015 9:52:00 PM
Laura...I feel for you, girl...Again, such honesty in every line and space, every word...love for this precious curse brought out more of the talent in you...precious poetess. A 7 and a fav! Valentine hugs and smiles from the land of thousand isles...:D Kim
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Date: 2/11/2015 1:29:00 PM
Wow. An awesome poem this is. A 7 from me and it's going into my list of favorites. Good job -JT
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Date: 2/8/2015 11:44:00 AM
you are now my fav poet :D, what a brilliant write, bloody loved it, so dark, bless it be on poem of the day fingers crossed
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Date: 2/5/2015 3:51:00 AM
Continued...this curse of love's obsession is so vividly portrayed, so macbre in desire, "Yearningfor anything but the pain...sucking the juices...when you taste the iron on my lips..." this is such an odd and attractive bond. Only you...my Gothic Princess can weave such a love poem...one love clean and gentle, the other sevete and possessive. This is simply remarkable heart, soul and poetry! A FAV!! J.A.B.
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Date: 2/5/2015 3:26:00 AM
This Precious Curse does indeed feast on your need for tenacious, terrific adoration...and you, it seems, feed on it's desperation for you, consuming so very slowly, beautifully on how It empowers your wonder of passion. This curse that follows your heart, this love of the Dark is so mysterious and awesome Laura! How you balance these strange feelings and loves...J.A.B.
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Date: 2/3/2015 8:38:00 PM
Oh my! You really know how to pull someone in. Some very fine writing. :o) Soup mail!
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