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“50 Words for Poe: Azrael”



What alchemy to lure Azrael
who hidden until now
keeps his vigil 
in the still sound of 
the shattering silence 
of falling leaves
under the elms in the 
hollows of 
Hanging Hill 
with the dream of 
a wanton kiss 
the warmth of 
worshipping
another dark angel 
feral
He thinks to himself, 
this weakness 
is unfathomable 
to his calling,
yet now such 
power of another 
brings him to his knees

Instead of sickle
to reap, he waits for her
with his key in hand
and warm in his 
fur trimmed 
roquelaure,
he finds for once 
he has a heart and 
it is full running 
like a lupine
to be tamed 
blood pumping

Through the woods
like through a mirror 
with ghostly grace
his familiar walks towards him
the moonlight caresses 
her lush curves 
her face all but hidden
in her black monk hood
the eyes aglow
like a feral phantom
she unclasps her robe 
and lifts her arms 
to moon's glow not shadow
full of naked...
 unrestrained ambition
tattooed above her breast
Ink insignia 
Blood Red 
Rosae Rubeae et Aureae Crucis 
Such bold bare order does become her
his high priestess of 
The Golden Dawn

The bewitcher raises  her athamé
inscribed with ancient sigils
she calls to the air 
for Azrael and he 
moves towards her 
in a great rush of 
movement 
growling low
you know...kind of all...
el hombre lobo del diablo

fully charged and prepared
you just know the roof’s gonna blow

As one they move 
through swimming 
blades of grass 
to thresh ne’er fall apart
a little death lying in 
a waving mound of 
foxglove and 
four leaf clover 
his heart is on fire
and roughly torn apart

Inhuman becomes him
with a little death 
he becomes reborn
she is the Light
The Morning Star
In this moment 
she becomes Azrael
in her he is free again

Her lips taste faintly of roses
Her skin like milk and honey
A hint of lilac and lavendar
with a kiss 
soul to soulless
he drinks her up
her rolling hips
a dew kissed 
rapturous climb
is her mountain
they have an understanding
contractual 
through corporeal 
and bargained charter

with words and 
key on tongue
he unlocks and
agitates her

a small price for 
entry to her cage

he placates her

of course she keeps her gloves on
she saves him from his fiendish daemons
and John the Revelator

(LadyLabyrinth/2019)




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...the violins always get me ;)
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