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[aid] => mick
[title] => Till Death Do Us Part
[time] => 2009-05-07 12:18:16
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[bodytext] => ‘T were ages long before this dawn that in my bosom swelled A sadness keen with jealousy unable to be quelled. So listen now and listen well, for all the world beheld Her beauty as a beacon for the lands where moonlight dwelled. ‘T was nigh upon the hillside overlooking half the world We sat in perfect silence whilst our destinies unfurled For yon the setting sunlight dwellest far beyond the earth Before the moon came hither, gleaming bright in its rebirth. A canopy of twinkles from the sprinkles of the sky Gave credence for a wrinkle in their jealous little eyes Within the realm of envy there were others passing by With eyes upon her beauty like the scheming fireflies. By now the moon had risen high beyond the woodland line And taken seat upon the stars with thievery in mind. They leered with all the pressures that the universe compels And schemed to steal my love away to where their mischief dwells. Her eyes were drawn to passion as she lay her head reclined To where she donned a glowing mien the heavens rarely find. She opened up to welcome all advancements facing her. To sick and dross beguilement from clever cosmic lure. I could not stand the pressure or to see my love betray The feelings of our treasure for a glimpse of nature’s way. So in my jealous hatred on that twilight gleaming hill I placed my hands around her neck and squeezed with all my will. Lo! Intrepid phantoms that betrothed her hand to mine I plead thee leave her lolling in the seas of endless time Not fair! Not fair! To steal her now whilst happiness be found And store her down within the earth six feet beneath the ground. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 209 [topic] => 13 [informant] => gravehorn [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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