Sylvia Lupien Poet Rhyme

Violet Haze

Violet Haze (Sequel to The Raven)

You twirl your hair like Death indeed, 
And like to sit back and watch my poems bleed. 
My love and sorrow, all for you, 
You know I never slink out of the blue. 

But now I wonder all along,
If Death is actually you, my dear. 
And who am I to shed a tear?
But I still bury you in song. 

Between the lines of a poem, my dear. 
For until we see it crystal clear, 
I cannot tell what’s right and wrong. 

My world falls into the void, my dear. 
I wonder if we’ll ever become 
Friends or lovers or family, it’s all a mystery 
My love. 
But ultimately, I think we’d be 
All of the above. 

So sail to sea in a ship, my dear. 
Sail away from my greatest fear.
That you will lose *yourself* in the tide, 
My love,
Forced to drown with a sudden shove. 

It comes out of the blue, my dear. 
And I cannot save you, this I fear. 
You have to leave this ship, my dear, 
You have to leave ‘your love.’ 

Behind to drown in your place, my dear. 
I see your heart above 
As your ‘love’ steers away from 
The open bay. 

And as I fly o’er the sky above, 
I cannot save you again, my love, 
You’re sunk beneath the sea. 
And your ‘love’ sails away, my dear, 
With a boisterous, monstrous glee. 

But he cannot begin to see, my dove, 
Your flight with me and stars. 
As we escape this world.
It’s always you and me. 
So which do you think will it be, my dear? 
On Jupiter or on Mars?

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