The Last Words of the Seeker in Sheol

(A tired voice whispers) I think I was put under love's enchanted spell When I first met that wondrous heart That to me Quietly yelled For I've walked so many hard miles in this black sand and yellow sea Acid rain and pale snow As far as my tired eyes could see Wandered to low places Where the Good Don't go Seen dark shadows Dance the Argentine Tango as fireflies glowed But still, I stand strong Even though my clothes and eyes are wet Wet with those old tears, I once cried When you died Walking and finding This The only way Was hard and long With just my memories of your love To carry me To find you With its sweet mesmerising song And for centuries I searched through these wind blown mists And now at the threshold of all things As a lone bell rings I call out across these ever-changing roads Are you there My only goth girl My torment and heaven at noon The one bestowed with all the gifts Who once made my poor soul bloom If so Open up the bejeweled doors And let me into that room Where you stand Use your Frankincense Herbs of blue and pure prayers To create a sacred space in The Promised Land To save this lovesick veteran Of the universes Endless spiritual wars This I call in front of all Will you appear From the folds And show me Once again Your beautiful face Before I merge forever Into this yellow sea (C) Copyright John Duffy