In my dreams I hold you still, Angel, friend, lover. and in my dreams I kiss your lips Master, muse, seer.
you gave me life when I was dead my beautiful marquise
And on the devils road we walked two orphans than together.
and do you hear my hyms to night of kings and queens and ancent truths? Of broken vows and sorrow?
or do you clime some distant path where rhyme and song cant find you?
come back to me my dear loved one my beautiful marquise my past is dead upon the hill my future lies benith the snow but you are mine forever.
ishezuishtar · Mon Sep 22, 2008 @ 08:39pm · 0 Comments |