Eyes heavy
with the delights of the day
Breath laced
with the onerousness of hours
the body is willing
but the mind is sourced in shadows
A darkness so deep
that no hand but her own
may pull her from it
So you shouldn't be trying
'cause the further you fly
the further you fall
and her wings are jet;
blacker than Raven's
Yet hidden
beneath the rainbows of iridescence
And with them
she can fly
so fast and so far
that nothing and no-one can reach her
Not even love
Not even hate
Nothing but the apathy of the winds
If but only she could sleep and escape....
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Angel of Death, calling my name...
Naked blade aflame in hand,
Sweet voice beguiling...
Come play, my child, my love, my heart -
Come out to play, sweet girl
Angel of Death, calling my name...
Darkling eyes aflicker with shadows,
Seeking me out...
Come play, my girl, my child, my love -
Come out to play, dear heart
Angel of Death, calling my name...
Features all alight with the
Golden glow of truth...
Come play, my heart, my girl, my child -
Come out to play, beloved one
Angel of Death, calling my name...
my hands -
And His
my heart -
And His
Filled with fiery intentions
Come play, my love, my heart, my girl -
Come out to play, tonight, pyre-child...
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