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A Fond Madness
- A Fond Madness -
So very fond, in every way, am I of thee,
In a burning madness that is so very fond…
That, if thou were damned, for all eternity,
I wouldst join thee in that hot hell beyond.
In the flames, in thy warm burning embrace,
That wouldst be a heaven enough for me…
So long as I couldst still kiss thy lovely face,
And love thee with an equal fire, endlessly.
Aye, let us two melt in the inferno together,
Until our twin flesh doth become as one…
So that not even an angel’s shining feather,
Couldst ever hope to separate us, in our fun!
Burn me in all thy heat, my beloved treasure,
And, let the pains of a mortal life be done…
Such fire wouldst but increase our pleasure,
From which all the weaker souls wouldst run.
Beyond the torments of such condemned as we,
Let the high angels hear our shrieks of bliss…
As we blend together in our carnal harmony,
Whilst I bestow upon thee: the gift of Lucifer’s kiss.
Where the sublime light is as dark as destiny,
Our cries are heard as clear as the Serpent’s hiss…
For, we are lost, deeply, in our terrible glory,
A beautiful rapture: more intense than all of this.
So, let the Blessed Ones envy the joys of the Abyss,
For, they all know nothing, of its’ sweet kind…
We shall not, ever, so sterile a paradise miss,
As, far greater, and sweeter, ecstasy we find.
All lesser passions, we do most gladly dismiss,
Leaving every such dull sensation far behind…
Being not, in our willing hearts, even a bit remiss,
Of the joining together: of our vast astral mind.
Let our only law be for us our most mutual lust,
For the ultimate and most pure sensual height…
That which transcends these bodies formed of dust,
Setting us free, to soar on into the infinite night.
Why should we not so do whatever we must?
Even nigh unto the soft embracing darker side…
Why let the sharp steel fangs of our hunger rust,
When we canst both be far more fully satisfied!
Indeed, let my very blood flow fast and red,
To slake our passion’s unquenchable thirst…
Anointing our sacred coupling’s warm bed,
Where we had known all of such love first.
Not enough blood to ever hurt, or to slay,
When but a small sacrifice is all we require…
Only enough spent to ever so darkly, play,
Taking our wanton spirits, one step higher.
Like unto gods are we, and goddesses fair,
In the united surrender of our hungry wills…
Unto the hot seduction that we both share,
The allure of dark love’s forbidden thrills!
If thou art in truth a fiery but fair succubus,
Then let me be taken into the Pit right now…
If we can both play together forever, thus,
Upon: the Great Dragon’s ancient brow.
So very fond am I, in very way, of thee,
In a madness that soars beyond ecstasy!
So very fond, in every way, am I of thee,
In a burning madness that is so very fond…
That, if thou were damned, for all eternity,
I wouldst join thee in that hot hell beyond.
In the flames, in thy warm burning embrace,
That wouldst be a heaven enough for me…
So long as I couldst still kiss thy lovely face,
And love thee with an equal fire, endlessly.
Aye, let us two melt in the inferno together,
Until our twin flesh doth become as one…
So that not even an angel’s shining feather,
Couldst ever hope to separate us, in our fun!
Burn me in all thy heat, my beloved treasure,
And, let the pains of a mortal life be done…
Such fire wouldst but increase our pleasure,
From which all the weaker souls wouldst run.
Beyond the torments of such condemned as we,
Let the high angels hear our shrieks of bliss…
As we blend together in our carnal harmony,
Whilst I bestow upon thee: the gift of Lucifer’s kiss.
Where the sublime light is as dark as destiny,
Our cries are heard as clear as the Serpent’s hiss…
For, we are lost, deeply, in our terrible glory,
A beautiful rapture: more intense than all of this.
So, let the Blessed Ones envy the joys of the Abyss,
For, they all know nothing, of its’ sweet kind…
We shall not, ever, so sterile a paradise miss,
As, far greater, and sweeter, ecstasy we find.
All lesser passions, we do most gladly dismiss,
Leaving every such dull sensation far behind…
Being not, in our willing hearts, even a bit remiss,
Of the joining together: of our vast astral mind.
Let our only law be for us our most mutual lust,
For the ultimate and most pure sensual height…
That which transcends these bodies formed of dust,
Setting us free, to soar on into the infinite night.
Why should we not so do whatever we must?
Even nigh unto the soft embracing darker side…
Why let the sharp steel fangs of our hunger rust,
When we canst both be far more fully satisfied!
Indeed, let my very blood flow fast and red,
To slake our passion’s unquenchable thirst…
Anointing our sacred coupling’s warm bed,
Where we had known all of such love first.
Not enough blood to ever hurt, or to slay,
When but a small sacrifice is all we require…
Only enough spent to ever so darkly, play,
Taking our wanton spirits, one step higher.
Like unto gods are we, and goddesses fair,
In the united surrender of our hungry wills…
Unto the hot seduction that we both share,
The allure of dark love’s forbidden thrills!
If thou art in truth a fiery but fair succubus,
Then let me be taken into the Pit right now…
If we can both play together forever, thus,
Upon: the Great Dragon’s ancient brow.
So very fond am I, in very way, of thee,
In a madness that soars beyond ecstasy!
Published 7th Nov 2014
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7th Nov 2014 7:34am
Ah, the envy of the self-proclaimed higher angels...when they watch from their sterile realm, and witness the ecstasy of those who dare to truly live. Eternal slaves, they indeed hate the Free Ones. Beyond ecstasy...lies the true divine. Thank you for sharing, amazing words and meanings here :)
7th Nov 2014 8:46am
You see to the heart of it, my friend! That is indeed all a part of the meaning of this poem... freedom from sterile oppression and the gift of true liberty and freedom through truths that many do not even imagine exist. The universe is a bit like the Matrix - some slumber and are content to do so, whilst others awaken and once awake they can never slumber again because they need not. There are many layers and facets to reality, and most mortals only glimpse one layer and one facet, and are slaves to it. But, as with the legend of Prometheus, once the fire of truth and knowledge is given then the ecstasy through which the true Divine can be known is made possible to be known. Not all Angels have mankind's best interests at heart, and not all Fallen Angels are enemies of mankind. It is all about perspective and how awakened one is to being able to see the true nature of things. Glad you liked my poem, and that you were able to understand it so well!
7th Nov 2014 1:22pm
7th Nov 2014 10:32pm
