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What’s Love Without Tragedy

Greek Mythology muse, Melpomene, holds lovers’ hearts in the palm of her hand
Asunder from the woman’s heart she dangles the man  
The mask and knife, searches for lovers across the vast land  
Slaying erected castles made of sand  
To thy love a whisper in secrecy, discerning eyes must decide  
You can’t run, I can’t hide  
Souls encased in a time capsule continue to gently coincide  
Passion, felt to the heart so sweet  
Mind thinning, days upon my skin feels bleak  
Against the wind take my hand  
Console the music of my heart through this lonely dance  
Given time to escape the vault of the mind  
In life, such a sweet tragedy the heart searches to find  
Greek Muse, Melpomene, stalks, eradicator of starlight dreams  
Behind the mask of her false pretense is love, for what it may seem  
Interference to feel of mortal man’s vibes, yet not mine  
Destined to love not found of this time  
Fate, Karma, Destiny, the invention of love tragedy designs  
Declare louder the veracity to thy ears  
Touch me softly once again as if you are near, here  
Showered mists of love, streams of longings, my years your taste in your tears, over and over again  
If it’s a commandment to live without thy love, your existence, then God I’ve sinned  
Wings to love, soar with such venomously felt passion  
The toxin I need, is the love of thy heart, forevermore entrusting your will of its Bristol fashion  
Our blind love shall flow as the sands of time, into reality you will be mine  
Of love rehashed  
Has drifted to the past    
Yet has found an arrow’s tragedy insertion from the slip of Melpomene’s mask  
I, Greek Muse, Melpomene know of love without its tragedy, its recourse, its needs  
Thy love to will, placed Romeo and Juliet in a deep lover’s sleep  
The love to wait, placed Snow White, awaiting the kiss  
Therefore, enwrap your being, your breath binding to my lips  
Dreamy eyes now open, floating through time, netted as a deterrence to lovers reminisce  
Adoration needs to awake  
Absence, the essence of needs, I unwaveringly await  
Shine star, as you stumble into the light  
Caressing the Greek Gods' feverish thoughts to covet the essence of my soul until the calling of night    
Bathe me with your enticing words in and out time as Muses among the stars has felt  
Close your eyes and allow my gentle touches to steal your breath  
Refusal of my timeless love, a fortune worser than death  
Rebirth of its fate as hushed feelings shift  
Emotions I give you, weary in its caution as my soften sensations blindly drifts  
The smooth wine of your karma, destined to take a sip, fate given, as it touches my inviting ruby red lips  
I declare my arrow shot from above, thy kingdom unto me to come    
The stars and the moon, embrace our feelings, as given from the warmth of the Sun  
I, Melpomene, the Greek Muse of Tragedy, to love and then discard you will surely be undone  
Melpomene Ancient Greek Muse; ‘to sing’ or ‘the one that is melodious’, initially the Muse of Chorus, she then became the Muse of Tragedy, for which she is best known now. She is often represented with a tragic mask and wearing the cothurnus, boots traditionally worn by tragic actors. Often, she also holds a knife or club in one hand and the tragic mask in the other.  
Written by SweetKittyCat5
Author's Note
A kiss to the mind is a more potent dose of elixir than the pulsate of a broken heart

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