Dark, She is the mind of yours. <br />Icy chill of thought becomes <br />A steely shimmer. <br />Behold a glimmer in the black - <br />A flash of grey, that even glows <br />In show against the hallowed dark of you. <br /> <br />And that is why you scream in jarring tones <br />'I have no heart for joy! <br />My white and brittle bones have died' <br />You cried in dark and fractured moans. <br /> <br />So now the Queen of Black you writhe, <br />Whence from dark of shade <br />That honed an evil form afar; <br />In curse of me you bade: <br /> <br />'I, the wave shall rape the shore! <br />Violence will there be in glares I'll throw <br />At all who prey, and more: <br />A dark and fetid sea I'll bleed.' <br /> <br />And now, the bitter tinge <br />And bleak of waste <br />That eyed the death of once your soul <br />Will here forever be! <br /> <br />Indeed you tell: <br /> 'The cramping pain is here! <br />Eternal spasm, infinite chasm, <br />The Devil's chaplain plays! <br />We'll climax in a tortured glee <br />As all my love decays.' <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright Mark R Slaughter 2009 <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Dark dark dark dark dark dark dark <br />Dark dark dark dark dark dark <br />Dark dark dark dark dark <br />Dark dark dark dark <br />Dark dark dark <br />Dark dark dark dark dark <br /> dark dark dark dark dark dark dark darkdarkdarkdark<br /><br />Mark R Slaughter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/you-the-dark/
