Virginal Love
Who is she who can know my sorrow?
What woman, blameless, has lost the love
of a good man?
Truly, if I am without fault,
and he without guilt,
what woman can know my sorrow?
The Feminine Crucifixion
I open my mouth
and I drink of thyself
I am a vessel - fill me
Fill me with thy agony
I’ll kiss away the bloody sweat
I’ll soothe the dried and bloody mat
of hair from off thy Sacred brow
and kiss the lips that suffer now
My eyes are dark, they cannot see
But what else shall there be but thee?
My mind can grasp your presence, Lord.
And that is all I shall gaze toward.
The Turning Point…
And I could have tried to make you happy a year ago by taking you out, but I didn’t. My point is, I’m not doing this for you. I’m doing it because I believe I am supposed to fight for you. We’re supposed to be together…
All Wrong
The world is horrible - it’s all wrong
It is corrupt, and done
It is utterly eaten away from the inside
It is sterilized by shit
It is wiped clean of all that is good
Borrowing
Borrowed finery
Borrowed future
How long do I have to wait for you,
wait for the future?
I have borrowed
against the day
When my disguise
will fall away…
I Believe
I believe he will come back again
I believe this is not the end.
When flowers bloom, when Love commands
Christ will not let this time extend
And when he’s here vs. when he’s gone
the time shall flow like years have come…
The Trinity of Times
In the expectation that three times
I shall know
In the complication that twice
have come and gone
In the coronation of marriage
within my soul
I tremble, and I wait
The School of Love
Story half over
I recognize the text
Best of tutors,
test of wizards
Set me to the school of love
City
The walls of my city are a garden
The Questions
What if I get married?
What if I have a kid?
Is this what you wanted,
When we were little kids?
The heartbreak wounds
The soul it sighs
The mind grapples with its lies.
Who are you now?
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 3
What shallow depths will such exquisite eyes explunge in my heart? Such bewitching eyes?
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 2
Today, she sat upon her throne as upon a rock of refuge in the ocean, assailed by the pounding waves of questions and looks and simpers, and carefully, stoically, she kept her gaze straight ahead, looking neither to the right, nor to the left, nor into the eyes of any person.
A Queen’s Marriage - Part 1
She looked out her window at the courtiers filing past below, two-and-two: the wives flirting with the bachelors, the husbands ignoring their women in favor of business, and all their children neglected at home, and she shuddered. No, it was not to them she wished to show her splendor.
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