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Loving Misery
"And would you bear your soul for me?"
I heard the whisper say.
As silence fell all around me,
I whispered, back, "o.k."
"And would you give your life, need be,
Lo, suffer yourself ill?”
With only Darkness there to see,
I simply said, "I will".
"And would you save your heart for me,
And never know remorse?"
"Know by all the powers that be,
I will, my love, of course."
"Will temperance be our ball and chain?
Will Time be our slow death?"
"Has Time not now ended all pain?
Is love not our life's breath?"
Felt her exhale upon my skin,
At that, I closed my eyes.
"But won't our love be counted sin?
Our truths be counted lies?"
"Know my love by all virtue
‘Tis not by veil or band,
But only our merits of true
By which our love must stand.”
At this she said, "Open your eyes,"
And there in streaming light,
Aglow, as if an angel's prize,
Her eyes lit up the night.
She looked on me and spoke no more,
But took me by the hand.
I woke and all was as before,
Silent and dark and damned!
"And would you not return as much?"
I cried in shameless plea.
But only felt the empty touch
Of loving Misery.
"Lo, angel of my darkest night,
Lo, demon of my day;
I call to you in selfless plight,
I know no other way...
“...If by the hand that feeds my heart,
Or bleeds my starving soul,
Should it be less that I impart
Then that which makes me whole?”
But, oh, no answers ever come
To meet need such as this.
All emotion grows dull and numb
In longing for her kiss.
Echoes of laughter find their mark
Upon these parched, dry lips,
But never can I peel the Dark
With lifeless fingertips?
As shadows grope these sacred halls
Which bind me to her stead,
Hear my own voice return my calls
And wonder if I'm dead…
Or by what channel I've landed
This suffering of trust,
That all in life must be branded
By Glitter or by Dust.
The kiss of Death, upheld in Life,
I yet honor my vow;
Just question with enduring strife,
Not only why?—but how?
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