Rage, rage the beast beneith my chest.
Thunder reigns attention to thy crown
Beating sharp, the truth & tie that’s bound
thyne essence to this mortal wretch’d rhealm.
Keep ablaze one single firey star.
Gentle, O the twilight, rests upon her gaze
guide I, til morning ‘long the flow of rolling waves,
hung so sweet, devinely @ the edges of her face.
Adoration’s borne to a breath that hath escaped,
lead to second passings, spirits mingle with the fates.
Extacy cascading, supple lips that separate
elegance enchanting, left me weak at heaven’s gate.
Ignite thyne very passions, burn the torch within my core.
Intoxicated energy spills over mine own skin,
beauty fit for angels walks among the common sin.
Striken by her smile, captivat’d, trapped within.
Enrage the very life force coursing threw thyne every vain.
Awaken all desires and release thy every pain,
ravage all my hatred, O my Lady, make me sane.
Reborn upon her greatness, mine own evils she hath slain.
Rage, rage the violent coursing drum.
Float amidst the fairies fugent wings,
tempers burn, thyne raving fever sings.
Pluck the magic notes from off thy strings.
Reverberate enchantment over me.
Bring to life such ancient fabled tales,
fantacies that shall never shatter just as shale,
to reveal this true reality so frail.
My duty doth lie upon thy heart, for
the stars shall fall to shambles, whisper out among the past,
the mountains will crumble & the clouds turn to ash
only to disintegrate into the darkest of black,
all that remains of this broken weeping hour.
I am sick, sick with love @ this amorous play,
dither trepidation steals thy nights away,
tho an instance in her presence & all my worries stray.
The fairest complexion, the clearest of eyes
intense seduction at just the touch of a finger,
emense emotion thy footsteps seem hindered,
that fragrance that hours later, still seems to linger.
Rage, rage the wild fires upon my breast
burning deep to warm thy flesh and core.
Roaring waves break silence against the shore.
As thyne pluse beats rhythmically for thee Ador’d.
Shine the glowing fate of mine eternity.
Radiant, the glimmer cast thy dreams off her halo.
Magnificent, the flame caught in the effervescent window
of her eyes, just beyond the lies & thus their shadows.
My affections caged, as the cloud has trapp’d a tear.
Soft and kindred mistress such eccentric virtues rare,
As a mythical divinity, the moonlight basks her hair.
Frozen in reality, Not a moment lived compares.
At the command of her hand with the slightest of touch,
I will oblidge thee, I’ll turn fire to liquid then ice into stone.
Search each of the continents for a deserving throne,
carved out of petals & the sweetest of tones.
My Lady uplifting, muse to thyne ink,
vanquish thy demon’s & enlighten ambitions,
such vision astounding, a life time conflicted.
Though, within her presence the world’s weight has been lifted.
Rage, rage such frantic desires, wherefrom?
Nafarious fantacies slip into & amongst thy very dreams,
ride amidst the days along the sun’s blinding gleam,
follow in the night on golden chariots of moonbeam.
Cast ardent inspiration from the face of my devine
enthrall’d with motivation to imprint her beauty upon all time,
to echo in these pages, the angels voice that rings in chime.
Ripple thy admiration spilling forth in every line.
Lost within the scent bestow’d Poisidon & his sea.
Battled Zuse & Hades for the treasures in her eyes,
though, ’tis a single location where such an amulet lies,
upon the breaking dawn when lids and lashes slowly rise,
& the killing moon dies angry, taking yet another night.
Splended opulence rains down icy sins around me
whil’st ash burns blackend hellish scars upon thee-
hateful judgement splits thy skin, twigs & rocks, I’m weeping.
I will seal mortal curses from her kiss,
& steal demonic blessings with her lips.
Though her soul shall block out hell in an eclipse
that has the phantom talons of lucifer breaking grip.
Rage, rage the arrow mark it’s quest.
Blind boy love aims straight & true & right,
Cupids potion fills my soul with light,
though I am deafened by the darkness of the night.
The Archer pierce the fire stars into the moonless sky
Beauty caught, amidst the breeze floating as a leaf, caress her cheek.
Whispered brilliant silence with a tremble, O so weak.
Adoration hidden in the shadows of her speak.
Explosions burst within me to ignite this lovers opus.
Pandamonium spills forth @ the sight of my obession,
thy only wish to conqure with this awkard composition,
these trite and banal words are but a fraction of my emotions.
For I would rather die tomorrow or simply spend eternity alone.
if I should not be granted privilage to admire the one I love,
take away these words I cherish, take my ink and pen, but to take thy ladylove
would be torture & such sin, so just send thee on thy journey into Heaven up above.
Or leave these humbled lover’s to the life that they have choosen.
For I will Write briliance in phrases to catch her attention,
then astound her with elegance caught from her inspiration,
I will forever fight for her love and devotion.
Written by: ix! Lacroix
Inspiration: Candace/Experence/Attitudes/Beliefs & all the bullshit we’ve endured