Monday, July 2, 2012

Double Edge

She is light, and gossamer,
a sonata, and rose petals,
dancing in the breeze.
Her heart is a song
for every living thing
and quiet beauty is her home.

She comes to me often
speaking of the love
that plays softly as violins,
and of her flock and family
and the flowers that grow
along the walls she tends.

I am drawn to her endlessly,
falling around her like dew
and letting the pure clean
air of her spirit wash 
my darkness back.

I could not stand a world
where we were separated
nor could I live to see
her suffer any pain.
In that hides the blade,
the double edge I carry,
as sharp as devils claws
and dangerous to even see.

For beneath my steady,
friendly gaze there lives
a monster, scaled & smoking,
talons sharp & hungry
for the meat of destruction,
a Render of Worlds and 
bringer of the End of Times,
alone and suffering,
always ready to explode. 

And while I dance with her
to songs of sylvan days
and laugh into the night,
drunk on heaven's wine,
I know that at any moment
a claw may slip free,
or the edge of a protruding scale,
may cut deeply into
sacred and innocent flesh
and I would never know
until the dance had ended
and I held a lifeless body
where once beauty
had ruled supreme.

Then I would be alone
and chained to stones
of sadness and regret,
unable to escape this world,
but trapped here in
her forever dying day.

For beneath my steady
friendly gaze there lives
a monster, scaled & smoking,
talons sharp & hungry
for the meat of destruction,
a Render of Worlds and 
bringer of the End of Times,
alone and suffering,
always ready to explode. 

LD - Full Moon, July, 2012

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