Entwined

THE TALE OF DEATH AND LIFE PART ONE



Wicked winds and ancient rites
Lightning flashes in thunderous clouds
Around godless screams this night
Bards, they hear songs whispered
As rumors among the sheep
In bell-tolled vespers.

In secret woods
She would dance
With wild things
At a glance
In sun rays
She would sing
The rivers swam
Through her day.

At the stroke of midnight his breath adorned the world
Of black magic shadow sorcery, his ancient lore
This royal prince of hellbound decree
He will rise above the men,
Kings will fall to knees.

Magic flowed from her every touch upon the world
Leaving those wild things pressed for life wanting more
This witch that which all things are born
Binds nature to the world
Without dark scorn.

In secret wood
There he stood
And saw her
Before he could
Look away
There she swayed
Singing breeze
Among the trees.

She smelled of fall and sweet scent of deadly nightshade
Her wit was as sharp  of the finest blade
The Lord of the Dead, Lady of light
Clashed like those lost titans
Like storms in the night.

Perhaps in was by design or maybe it was fate
For both to seek out their hunger to sate
As different as can be, life and death
The moon eclipse the sun
When He takes a breath.

The favored spot
Beneath the stars
There they lay
Entwined afar
Magic blooms
Within the gloom
In embrace
The godly grace.

But too soon
Time for the moon
To retreat
Like a beast
Into its cage
To howl and rage
Lash about
For next night’s bout.