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The Flame

My love is flame

Whose spark ignites as she touches me

Her embers glow in the gentle breeze

Die only of human cruelty

And the coldness of the crashing sea

And if her fire smolders

From the world's deliberate harms

I welcome Death

With open eyes and open arms

To know her love is to know my state

To know her anquish is to know my fate

A fool once found beauty a tainted charm

With tear stained eyes and graspless arms

The Oddessy of Helena

In the coming years

I glimpse the eyes

So wide and wild

Conspicuous of time

So exacting in hours

So brief in response

So opulently breathtaking

Countless ships they have launched

In the coming days

The brow has risen

So inquisitive of thought

The conclusive envision

A sillhouette of auburn

Encompassed the frame

Of alabaster softness

Foolish soldiers distain

And with each tic of clockwise precision

The time grows short

To momentous collision

With the spectress that haunts

With purposeful meekness

While asking of you

How be my weakness?

Of Words

Recall a girl of unquestioned beauty

Of frightful symmetry

Of frozen duty

Recollect a girl of picturesque stature

Of rappier wit

Of fridged laughter

Expose a soul of foreboding vision

Of boundless boundry

Of climactic derision

And if be so

No fault be hers

The malicious echo

Of words

Of words