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[aid] => mick
[title] => Eden's Fire
[time] => 2003-10-22 21:46:32
[hometext] => Another poem inspired by the vampire novel I'm writing. This one is a bit long, and would take too much space to explain here. Hope you enjoy.
[bodytext] => In realms where my earthly being floats suspended in empty air Wrapped in fleeting fantasies and ephemeral visions I dream of the Lady fair, in all her celestial light Come to take me away, to taste of Eden’s fire Adorned is she in a silvery glow, her gown of gossamer brilliant With her pale limbs reached out to enfold me in heavenly embrace Starry eyes hath she, dark and deep as eternal night And a crown of dancing moonlight sits on her golden head To the lushest of Gardens she brings me, that Lady All green and alive with the Spring With endless weaving carpets of every rainbow shade And the cloudless blue sky bright overhead For endless hours it seems, we walk in blissful silence And I crush her hand in my own, fearing that I may lose her So fragile is my dream-goddess, with the light shining through her phantom skin So very cold and dreadful pale my quiet and ghostly companion Eden, fairest Eden, in all your venomous beauty How like my Lady you are! Poison in a Healer’s guise! Treacherous, my temptress Eden, beguiling and without mercy Promising everything to trap the lonely soul, and yielding nothing but misery in the end Mother of demons, this Lady, this witch Lillith! Mistress to cruelty and pain When light pierces darkness, shadow must hide And to your bosom it flees and encroaches your heart Come, torturous lover, and free me of my unearthly bonds Let the soul you have stolen rest in its despair Thief of innocence, stealer of virtue, merging your black nature with mine Cursing the one once so faithful to you, and dooming me to be your slave Weaver of sinister tricks, chaining my spirit to yours! Shall I walk as a corpse among the living? Steal the innocent pulse of their hearts So that I may endure, a cowardly creature born of your sin Hiding in the comfort of the night, a monster made of nightmares and death? In Hell, Lillith-witch, may your road find its end When all evil you have wrought is no more And may we endure eternity together, murderous lover Prisoners of the fiery pit in which you have cast me [comments] => 0 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 13 [informant] => SinfullyTwisted [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 15 [ratings] => 3 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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