I <br /> <br />In the solitude of the sea <br />white winds bid a warm depart, <br />the desperate flapping of wings <br />fervid with zeal, compelling air <br />with power, intimidating ordinary <br />men raw, snatched one last gust <br />with breathless abandon; winged-clipt <br />sea gull, silent seasons steal the moon <br />in the casement of Orion's glittering <br />form.I loved you well, where you once <br />dwelt tender upon our journey, your <br />forever yours, my forever mine, all <br />that our souls contain. <br /> <br />II <br /> <br />In those last days, you were the poet <br />the romantic chanticleer who brought <br />down for me a waning, brilliant orange <br />sun that shone away social thirst I once <br />had felt from earliest days, evaporating <br />my fear indicating 'There is no danger here.' <br />I followed your glance <br />so tender and dear, taking my chances with ease. <br />A promise of love slipped from tethered wanting <br />to a sea of joy and fulfillment. <br />Together we hovered along prolonging <br />a moment in history, <br />praying time would simply make it stop for us. <br /> <br />III <br /> <br />But Time's enchantments ceased and through a <br />gateway She betook you.To hell with blasphemy! <br />Why would thou give the gift of life and love <br />only to take it away? ! <br />Cruelty is thy name! <br />Time is thirty seven, his rocky domain! <br />I stand here in the rain <br />smite upon Her Runic stone, at a lonely cross <br />where bye-roads meet <br />red faced with anger among a multitude of headstone <br />grass, facing the tidings that hath slain the day <br />and praying with persistance and sorrow <br />to have quick death take me!<br /><br />the black cloaked poet<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/quick-death-take-me/
