Broken Soul Dear Soldier

Till my words fade to lilac not
Black or maybe white doves fall 
From the blue and if I had to I
Would lie to the clouds beg them 
For shades of grey so you’d have
To let me in then you’d have to
Let me love you but alas twilight
Ends with the same sounds as rising
Curses my scent lingering yet
Faint scrubbed hard to remove
Muffled screams from the temples
Of Venus: oh let my soul be slaughtered
Upon the crucifix betwixt thy breast
Plate bears the crest of a wounded 
Venus her broken wings beat no
Longer her hummingbirds offered
As dowry to Hades she has been
Reborn Kore orbits built of her own
Fingers so I cannot feign moments 
To touch her skin these scars were 
Painted not by my wrists yet I pay
The toll instead the Ferryman cometh
His danake begs pounds and fleshy
Coloured precious stones even the
Skies never hold the same secrets as
The writings in my diary scribbled 
On walls like Hadrian too long or 
Tall to climb over or even march my
Legion around the carnage called
The last nine moments I felt your
Whisper to breathe life into an empire
Stacked upon revolt after revolt like
Schoolyard games like days blend to
Empty words and she is faceless in my
Gaze she is without essence in my arms
Running barefoot through sandstorms 
In my dreams footprints washed away
As easily as they appear smaller than I 
Remember them backward as if twisted 
Around ancient scrolls her incantations
Decree gifts of my naked virginity her 
Desires nail me to crosses like beds 
And she rapes my love like and she
F*cks my soul undeserving and she 
Breaks my heart

Copyright © Lyndell Cadasse | Year Posted 2012

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