The Metal Lullaby

Hush…Let me caress that face so flush
Will you fall with me, into oblivion
Hush…Let me calm the rush
Will you lift with me, in trepidation
Hush…Let me kiss away your blush
Be my pretty girl, my hexation
Hush…Let me wrap you with plush
Be my candied sensation

Hush…

~Just~

Hush…

See my fingers touch your skin
See my kiss blow away the tears
Feel my breath, a drunken spin
Feel my arms take away the fears

Hush..

Like the sunset, from orange to purple, to dark calm
Make a wish, an eyelash has fallen, the last tear dried
I blow it off your sweet skin, smooth with summer balm
…My heart, to yours, with lace it’s tied~

Lifting you up, softly placed upon the bed
Gentle smiling, silken words have all been said~

Starting at the middle of the page
This pretty black ink without the sage
This beautiful page of works lack the rage…

No more crude skies of green rubies
You, my object of the Emerald Crimson, in
This letter falling into grace like orange leaves
Scattered across the sky shading all the blue
To become free, restless, swinging, fruitful
As life blows through the trees, heavenly sieves
Drowning out the dew, leaving lighted hue.

We could do anything in this watered world
An exception to infinite ignorance
Leaving beauty to pretty to elegant ~to hold
And spawn those of fair of glance

Could you walk along the path of this confusion?
Come with and float asunder with me
Kiss, spin in my arms in utter profusion.
We are simple, upon the simple, sparkle of the sea
But simple is beauty and beauty is this wisdom tree

Dripping from the heaven within your soul, is your love,
It is splashing down on me warm and dry
I want to see that smile, and hear that laugh up above
I want to reach your heart and tread the sky

I look up and feel those drops of love pour onto my face
Rivulets, numerous, they run down me
Me, which waits for your touch of purity
I see you in all your beauty, in all your grace
And drops of my own fall for you, my deity

In this time it is only you and I
Enwrapped in the raining earth
Drenched with liquid of purity
Loving love for all that its worth

We are the purple and black flowers,
With icicle footsteps of loneliness
We are on the edge of sanity’s towers
Hanging on by loves loveliness…
~Running and crawling
Speaking, forestalling:
Never go away
Deeper earth’s falling
Each is the day
Hide my face
Seek no delay
Drink of hell’s blood
The earth shall pay

We are the purple and black flowers
Hanging on to sanities towers

One touch, one breath of your fragrant beauty
One sound, one sight of your floating laughter
One song, one dance of my heart in your arms
One kiss, one caress of here and ever after
~ ~ ~
To look upon the face of you, my sweet flying blossom
To drink from your ever clear eyes
To brush your heart and ignite your bosom
To drift in an air full of sighs
~ ~ ~
Holding your heart, never to fall
Holding your breath, never grow cold
Holding your love and ever at all
Holding forever endless gold

For you have one…

One to hold.

Drip thou to hell, rip off thy skin in deep perturbation
Letting go all the crimson black to fall to Satan
-Complete the God screaming scarification

Look up into the blackened sky
Look into the heart of the demons ply
Ho,
Something inside, give me, is burning, a reason
To spare that happiness from black to grey
Doth thou make sense, oh whore of every blackened season
Doth it grind with melancholy splendor??
Sayest I rip thy heart from thy soul
For thou shalt feed upon
And feed upon it…
To suck all the blood till none is gone
To forever suck till imprisoned by Hyperion
In utter senseless decay of immortal terror
For all thy utterance and foolish error

Learneth thy place upon this purpled world
To hold and never be held, to bask upon the dirtied life
Of all the uncouth and ignorance unfurled

And Anon…
Deep sense singeth to light
So thou may calm like storm to breeze
And sayest to heaven wherefore thy creation am I
To drink upon the evil, and leave hearts to freeze
With past is over, now is now, the Violin’s kiss awakens
A deep sorrow and a bittersweet’s chastity
Piano’s embrace, the trance hearkens
It is a Sonata to worship it’s Majesty
The majesty of beauty, of happiness
Ma Cherie

See that tree…sway of the leaf
See my heart…sway of my soul
Purpled girl could you want me…
To walk you down the bright green path
Honored by blossoms of free
Foolishly pushing out with sweet wrath

Like the path upon we now walk
You take the sweet and fire to push upon
And prick to draw blood from rock
Till blue and purple, a breathless rise into dawn
Soft and still melody with the four seasons
~
But Still…
We still walk, a violin’s aria away
From the rise of a brand new day

Days of old, in rainy shires of heathen disorder
I look out beyond, beyond my window and I see the blooms of earth and beauty of the day
I seek to skry, to cry, to writhe out of nothing, to seek the blasphemed border
Of all recklessness, and fakened poise; graceful hearts blackened, from white to grey

Not one soul, not one has stepped forth from Earth’s garden, not one has flowered
To behold in my light a sweet Azalea of perfected candor and blithe
I have read, I have sought, but none have ever taken me to be sapphire showered

~ ~ ~

Sweet music, so soft and delighted, like drifting thoughts filled with elegance of soul
Melancholy thoughts, truth of the heart, death of the art, my heart it does pull
I wish not to contend, but I wish to know her who weaves this whole
Into my heart, a whole from beauty, a whole wanting to fill with beauty
To behold that face with splendor and pretty
So likest the poems with tassels of romance and frightened city

~ ~ ~

I wish to conjure your presence upon a radiant lit sky
I wish to serenade your heart with hopes of love
It is Valentine, It is of you I do address, to seek of me my
Hand in friendship, in love, in peace, in something, to only touch that silken hand

The hand that turns the Roses to blush with fulfillment
The sky to turn bright with creation
The flowers to waltz and the Seasons spread wild
Do not~ on my knees, on my hands~ do not shun
And cast out my plea which is brought forth so riled

~ ~ ~

It begins with the Carmina Buranha
It is wonder, it is a drink of a fountain in distress for immortality
It is a way soft, It is prelude to snowflakes in reverse, sweet Valentina
~
With leaves twirl in the wind, fall back to the branches of which have disgraced
Storms turn to die, Apollo pulls down the sun with his halo
The ground sheds tears, it falls, smeared paint, it is erased

There is nothing.

Then there is Valentine. A waltz upon a sky of purple, a singe of hope
It is like a valse, so melancholy in search of hope
An old cliché, but new to my heart, pulling with golden rope
Made strong with lush stems of Orchids and stardust entwined
~Of violet skies and rainy tears of bliss do you remind

Will you have this dance?
There goes that silken hand once again, to touch or to leave
I only wish to see, to know of your beautified cadence
I have fallen through all plunder, through earth’s sieve
It is Fantasia, it is Cannon in D, it is Marry me…
Hands around your waist, smooth float across the clouds
One turn, one burn of my heart, my soul is speaking loud

I can serenade, your hand in mine, what shall it be?
The dripping tears of the Appasionata
To flower your heart, and open your eyes to my crimson tea
I can pour forth of my own, a deep purpled sonata
Make it like the flowing sea and foamy shores of bree
Miss Valentina

A Sigh
I Die
Inside
I Bide
The time
I Mime
The Rhyme
Please
No Tease
Amore

…Adore…

I say
I pray
Adore
I lay
On the
Bright Moore
In Para-
Blissful
Dise And
I stand
Upon
Mountains
And Spawn
Curtains
Of heaven
With thoughts
Of driven
Amore

…Adore…

I lay
On your
Side, your
Heart, your
Door, Oh
Poor sore
To Im-
Plore, for
The door
To A
Door
A
Moore

…Adore…

Oh, to
Enter
The heart
And do
My Part
To walk
The Moore
And talk
Mi Amore

I lay on the Bright
Moore in Para~Blissful~Dise
For Adore…~Amore.

It is days like this that I sit and think
I look upon the door, the open sky and see
Nothing. No brightened Lilly, nothing and nothing
But beyond I can see, the sky in a cry,
With redness so frilly, but only, only a sigh
I don’t want to just see, no, I want to hear the rain,
Taste the mist, smell the dew, feel the river
To be in that blue is to send away away the pain
A taste of sweetened breath, a smile offered by the giver
…My love, gliding through the flowered plane
Rising, blossoming, a sprite of emotions curse
The curse to want: To love, and be loved, the verse
‘Tis a want, a need, bringing forth from under…
That desire to see, and taste, and feel, hear, smell the wonder…
It’s like opening up the sun to relish in it’s plunder…
-It is days like this that I hope to look
And see upon the door my Lilly, the life so forsook
Of utter feeling, under purple-passioned, reddish sky,
Which forever under I would die
~
So enlighten me, just be with me,
Platonic or not, in heaven or hell, don’t you see
I am here, you are there, but you know I’m on my knee,
Drowning in this black, sticky sea
~
Sigh,
Just a sigh,
~So melancholy comes the nigh
As under hell I wither…and die
Forever under…
~
I look up and prickle, you angel in those wings
For you to fall or me to rise, such glory the thought brings,
But no, the horror, more sin unto myself, hell still sings,
For forever under I shall bear the stings
Some ask, what have you done?
I have taken away the love and so now
I shall not have love, I shall not plunder the sun
To blackened crypts I must scream and bow
Forever…away…you are away, no lovely ties
Of hands in hands, lips upon neck, but no more lies,
Of what I was, the shame upon shame under self-blame,
The life upon life of incessant struggling, strife,
The pride from whence I died,
The refusal of heaven, of you as a diamond bride
I did not ask of that, but was given it upon the tide
Of the things I did, the idiocy I began to reside
And now here…forever under the stars, I fight and bide
Forever under the stars, far below the stars,

Forever under…