Eve's descent
On plain a bench my subject I
Where blue a heaven upon him rest
But clouded by the grave lament
This man's hope bereft
What troubles you, and grieves you so II
That under bluest heaven's breast
No more sun than on darkest day
Your plains do beset
Oh happy day, this day did start III
As Morpheus wished the night good day
And my slumber did soon depart
On this day of May
The nightingale did make me wake IV
And made
Sunlight captured in crystal nails
Hammered syllables through thinning skin
Estranged defeat come closer still
Pressure sinking hopes against my will.
Taking to the heat of verbal spitted flame
Assertive demands bound like bodies firm
River bending reason caught cold burn
Cries of fight, hitting the flight, gracing torturesome sky.
* *
Condemn and judge the grey
[confess, confess]
Lie and do bring pain
[confessions ready made]
Gather wood and oil
[burn, burn]
Light the stake and pray
[burnt flesh scorns the grey]
Blacken all they say
[hurt, hurt]
They'd do it anyway
[hurt will per sway]
Kill and mutilate
[fast, fast]
If you don't, they'll for sure
[faster than you can]
And see what you have done
[cry, cry]
A new grey now's been born
[cries, the context ripped, torn]
*
There's little hope left
They said the next day
Not concerned with gaining
But losing what had stayed
The fragile-minded beauty
Their memories tried to keep
Of days long gone in glory
The same in separate sleep
The story never altered
The people appearing did
He dreamt of her longing smile
She what hardship hath forbid
The awakening always desperate
Still staring into the past
Have they then failed to notice
That what binds them in thoughts
"Walk with me, and whisper
the kind words in your mind
I've heard them ever so often."
"Will you hold, and help me find
what I lost so many years before?"
"We will, for ever..."