For the love of thy night creature, <br />Call’eth, with thy heart, dark romance’s very teacher. <br />As thee will’eth on thy heavenly plain, <br />So shall it be in thy hellish refrain. <br /> <br />To bask’eth in divine love <br />While’st thy bodies fall from above. <br />For this mortal sin <br />Will eat ourselves both from within. <br /> <br />Angelic presence should not be tainted <br />By thy demonic love, so un-sainted. <br />Pure Spirit of thee hold’st true <br />To thy darkened fleshly hue. <br /> <br />Still thee summons thy shade <br />And thyself appears as inferno’s flames fade. <br />True love, in eye-lock’eth gaze, commence <br />As we art to be’eth together forever since. <br /> <br />To create love equal to none, <br />Thee has spurned the very One <br />In creation of thine passion <br />That be’eth from no lofted fashion. <br /> <br />For the love of thy night creature, <br />Call’eth, with thy heart, dark romance’s very teacher. <br />As thee will’eth on thy heavenly plain, <br />So shall it be in thy hellish refrain.<br /><br />Robert L. Bixler III<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/as-thee-will-eth/
