Within My Eyes

Do not wall yourself dead within my eyes as Anarkali was, alive your silent tomb as if Orpheus I glance to seek you but cruel Hades has torn you back to his hateful lair. I am Odysseus fighting demons into oblivion do hasten swiftly into the night! Oh, wait for me resolve is not far off. Agamemnon hurries to your shore valiantly seeking you do not cower deeply for he will not find you cannot bring you back. Let me not be Anthony and believe your death as truthful permanence rather to know that you defer only for this moment delaying my absolution. Be not as Layla and thus exist in dirt and decay by my side in awful deathly consequence because my madness built the chasm. Else, as Victoria I should mourn you all the days of my terrible life weeping sadly over your bloody veil hanging in the lion’s mouth so that my sword pierces me. Aye, rather to be found out by Arthur in your arms breathing my last kiss into you struck down in his mighty rage with you enveloped in my grasp. Refuse to be as fickle as Scarlett only to return to find a madman long gone drifting insanely wandering incoherently my love killed to death with Romeo’s poison. Sick with longing I desperately crave an affirmation like Tristan’s sail the sail I seek in earnest and what is the truth? What consequence? Can it yet be there will a mighty angel cascade toward me carrying in his emblazoned arms your listless form? just thinking be I cannot ever miss this. (click on the pic to preview my poetry book!)