Pearl
How gorgeous she looked
White wings dipping into flames
The swan met the devil in a passion-fueled ballet
She left that place forever changed
And never saw again the world in quite
The same way
Instead she walked about, crimson blush
Clutching her breast
And you, the souvenir of Hell
Clinging to her chest
You grew up gorgeous, too
It's a wonder that this could be
How could anything so tragically beautiful
Come from anyone like me?
Now it's down to spilling beans
Naming names, taking claims
Claiming you, my princess
No matter what the fire brings
You are a daughter of the air
An heiress to the flames
What an ember; I watch you glow
Watch you beckon like a
Candle calls the shadows with its glare
I become entranced inside your dance
As you follow the brook to find the path
To who you are
But honey, you're looking in all the wrong places
I broke a mirror once, and what emerged
Was you
Look out below; the evening sky is falling
I can't hide in night for long
The day will break and you will know me
You will know me
You will know
The trees have shrouded you from me
As they parade me on their backs
Your hue bright enough from here to sing
This sailor out to sea, against the rocks
And shadows that will no doubt
Have my flesh
But this heart beats for you, your mother
Too, and will beat till it reaches light
Yet not until this leech rips his disease
Out from my skin
Will strength find me to strengthen
And give my passion song again
I dive into the ocean
Extinguished with my final breath
In water I'm not meant to tread
And am baptized instead
Graced by you, there is nearly nothing I could dread
You bathe me in your light
Goodbye, my dear, goodbye
Copyright © Annalee Pierce | Year Posted 2011
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