Let Thy Spirit Take Flight.
I wasn’t sure on how to show you,
I didn’t know how to know you.
A star in the sky, I stare up from below you.
I see pain when I look inside your eyes.
I feel love not lust,
for that my heart cries.
Each night my soul lives,
each night my soul dies.
I perish into a world of darkness, without you.
Lovers I felt nothing for were far and few.
I awake, no rest hath touched mine eyes,
For it is in you that mine rest lies.
A secret seen within a dream,
A light shown within your requiem.
A moonlit shadow creeps along my path.
I follow her to see what secret she hath.
In a wood deep with solemn slumber.
A white gowned maiden doth wonder.
A room lit within the dark.
A scent in the night leaves an invisible Mark.
I tread slowly, pondering my fate.
My love waits for you,
let my kiss not find your lips too late.
A door once hidden now lies before me.
My pulse increasing, I turn the knob hesitantly.
The blood within my veins, may it burn only for thee.
Her secret feeds mine ears, her whisper draws me near, “come find me.”
As I step past the threshold I catch my breath.
The room is ice as cold as death.
A small flame flickers next to a face.
An image of you love, shadows of lace.
I’m tempted toward her, deprived lust on skin of Ivory’s tone.
I look into her stare as she sits on her thrown.
Light so dim I can not see her eyes.
I never meant to be her chastise.
“Lovely, why does she hide from thee?”
A delicate twirl, fingers slowly courante, removing her mask.
A painting of a man appears, sipping his flask.
Sadness falls down, tears of rapture.
Thee emotion is hot with disgrace, he desires love’s recapture.
“Wake me with a kiss, tonight.”
I press his lips with mine,
“Marry me Till, let thy spirit take flight.”
A poem naked with my intention,
to a future with his future,
Marry me Till, let thy spirit take flight.