She Became My Gallows
She became My
Gallows
Written by Adam M.
Snow
What of this!?
Her sweet madness
beautiful as snow;
that by starlight!
The rushes lean over
her wide!
The intoxication of
her insanity draws
me close.
Her voice, calling
out my name;
- haunting me.
The moonlight pours
out upon her -
her wickedness is
shown, who dreams
with
- a nest of mad
kisses; a thousand
years sad regrets.
She is my agony -
my cage -
my demise.
My loss of sanity
is due her.
She is haunting,
such madness is
this?
I cared nothing for
all,
she is my breath, I
can't live without.
My essence,
- sighing around
her where the stars
are sleeping.
The scented
twilight, I hung
there.
She became my
gallows -
my wandering noose -
my demise -
the fall of a tragic
poet.
She is the bearer
of my heart, locked
away;
I am nothing.
I am nothing
but a man locked in
chains,
who bears no voice;
a victim to her
madness
- her bitter sweet
madness, beautiful
as snow.
She stole my heart -
my voice -
my name.
I am her insanity as
she is mine.
She left me, her
ghost to wander
- sighing around
her where the stars
are sleeping.
The scented
twilight, I hung
there.
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