Friday, February 18, 2011

Seven Stages

Stolen from a friend she ran to me
I saw not the pain that  she had hid
Her smiles allowed her to flee free
Her life with the devil she would bid.

Twisted into a darkness spiraled down
Her pain deep inside placed by a man's touch
She chose to drain and the pain she would drown
She ran from me and Death absorbed  her crutch

A stage is set, a play is lost
My life I'll bet, will exceed cost

An encounter with roasted coffee in the air
Anticipating her first words and her first look
Her frame as lovely as her hair so fair
Complimenting my mind, her hand I took

A lifetime oh so hastily woven
Her love was unseen yet I stood with faith
A shadow came and her heart was stolen
A Raven hones in and feeds from the wraith

Stage lights dim on the play so worn
Curtains drawn on a heart so torn

In a gathering she watched from afar
Her eyes never left me, not for one moment
A recovering heart still in my jar
Secret nightly meetings to me she had chosen

Top of my class with DuPont on our own
Sparse visits would have to suffice for now
She would entice me not to be alone
The day came she left me in a strange town 

I step back from the stages edge, the lights fading out
The raven peers from the ledge,he whispers time is running out

I heard her mystical voice  through the wind
Something grabs hold of me, whats my intention
Frozen frames of bliss with the time we spend
From my heart she was in my dimension

With her lover secret to me  I sit and share
Her confused life locked away from the world to see
Pints and lusts of the same love from which we both bare
A friendship and a love swiftly taken from me

He grows tawny and wise of my heart
He says, from this stage soon you will part

She said I intrigued her, she said I entrapped her
Our two hearts did spark from the depths of darkness
She would mislead me, my heart perhaps she would stir
With this ring I promised my love to be priceless

SO suddenly her heart had grown cold and distant
He warned me but I wished it true this time around
He whispered don't worry, her love you wont miss it
Under her wing was another, I lost my ground

This stage grows so cold I look down in my hands to see what I hold
I stare at my lifeless heart, he was right this stage I soon will part

He weaves me black and binds with locks and chains my wrists
She has similar torments that taunts my tension
She guides my touch to her ribbons of pain that joy twists
A false  promise forever with no abstention

A brief time spent insane of bliss in pain
Nights as one in each others arms we lay
As like the days light darkened by the rain
It is not my cloud with which she will stay

This rain soaked stage warps and bends, he swoops down upon my shoulder he lands
O raven come to me and mend, with talons tight he clamps and my mind he commands

Landing in a land of logistics and legislation
Creeping across the lawn she takes a snapshot of me
Individualism would be  her proclamation
My heart, would be on guard immediately

Hidden truth of her from me and of me from her
A beginning, an ending with no ending in sight
Until it was  too late of another was with her
A lie grown but its my heart I still hold tight

The stage has dried, Battles been fought, the crowd has cried
The stage is set, who would have thought, who would have bet?

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