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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I dwell on virgin moments lightly spent beyond the lips of verdant fairy glens A grand invincibility was mine and life, ah life, the sweetest purest wine. I danced on dainty rings of dryad saddles, I fought and died in bloody, death-less battles but always mother earth denied a tomb as though a rootless seed in fruitless womb. A wild and reckless heart so often pleased while thrills were fresh and rousing novelties. When youthful whimsies never found a yawn, between the ocher fires of dusk and dawn and life's bold color spectrum never grayed the sunshine eyes of vibrant, youthful maid. But then I dared to chance a fatal dance, escape, be swept away in the romance of damning, mortal love so circumscribed by life's short boundaries that death applies. And in those borders such a fury raged it slipped my mind that he was Time engaged. I yearn alone for Time before I learned to want, to need, to hurt, to love, to burn for more than what the earth and sun could grow; for him and mortal life that comes and goes. No grave-spared hearts could have survived my sorrow, the anguish greeting infinite tomorrows for closing peace prevails when death endures and ends the war with Life's one fated cure. Eternal life, no less, my gift, my curse, my soul forever knows a deserts thirst its mouth wide open dragging sorbent tongue with these forever cravings of the young. I'd gulp a bloody Nile, consume Earth's breadth to quench the thirst, the hunger snubbed by death. No blade of respite either kills or stills discomfort in my cries, insanely shrill. Ten thousand wounds can't bleed the noxious taint of mortal love complete with Death's constraints. Nor can the magic of the vernal Fae. take from the Earth a mound of pall decay. I loathe the way that I anticipate the lonesome endlessness of constant fate when once before I lived for nothing more than just to see what sunrise had in store. Ah Life! I would, could I find exodus espouse my ever-living flesh to dust or maybe find contempt for Man’s love spells and damn the man I loved to hell!
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