Dungeons and Dragons

******************************************************************** To pour life's words from your chalice into ones soul; thirsting ~ Never be it quenched; living waters, cascading from love's fountain Into these eyes; and let not another's breath, be the vision as of mine.... Carved this knife to slice fervent veins clinging, unto amissful sight; bite The sepulcher of my throat; spewing black sediment into the sky That I may bleed these shadows from my heart; amputating yesterday's Poison amid tomorrow's crimson, tongue.... Drain Love's living waters into my Spirit: that I may not bow at the altar Of sorrows casting away Beauty's treasured gifts: left strewn about forgotten Dust carried into the ambient winds as tears; perdition, now it's conjured home ? No, beyound these gates I shall not be left to rot in hades no matter how far it is.... ******************************************************************** ....“That We May Fall ~ `Dungeons And Dragons`” *