Lover's Spirit Transcendent
In the heavens of hell’s virginity,
Marble illuminates her being of celestial.
Lightening sparks bright into infinity,
Thunder roars, her beauty exceptional.
Harbored lost souls will regretfully reap,
Life as a mere nightmarish summation.
Spirits and demons cast in paradoxical sleep,
Crescendo in lullaby as chaos insinuation.
Voices in her head quicken into lulled insanity,
Devils cheer louder as deities cast lots.
Nails frantically digging fingers into profanity,
Twirling, twisting into nervous anxiety knots.
Light diminishing, no final wishes of resurrection,
Hell’s rapture continually fiction; allegorical.
Glassy limp last gaze at her endless rejection,
She surrenders in sleep to a false oracle.
Epochs race through time into virgin birth,
Clouds of other do play unknowingly blithe.
Voices and life of lost souls expresses mirth.
Silence is aware, commencing the riddles lithe.
Sweeping valley of frozen destiny, lovers wandered,
Rusty with the breeze those memories do sway.
Illuminated before them, thoughts of others squandered,
Fire and brimstone covered path leads the way.
In the waters of false prophesy the truth abounds,
The well of words dangerously wear at lover’s core.
Translucent, floating in noxious, thick surrounds,
Her beautiful bridal gown doth unfold before.
Flowing in the gentle wind of repeated history,
Revealing notions remaining quiet, long since been,
Exposing the secret pat, answers of mystery,
She lingers on air that has forsaken him long ago in sin.
Copyright © Susan Payne | Year Posted 2014
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