Achingly Beautiful

Night

That fatal raven alighted

On the cusp of my bewitchment

The beast in the clouds had swallowed the moon

A silverback thundering across the cosmos

In silence now stars followed her tune

Winking from existence on the brink of chaos

I penned an open sonnet

To the pearly gates ablaze

As I gazed upon this angel

Intoxicating everything

The ball became her court

Her presence there electrifying

Candelabra fought

To tear themselves away

She was a flame, divine

My pathic call of duty, irrefutable

Her eyes, they paralysed me, froze the flow of time

A glimpse, so achingly beautiful

Fleeing from the manor

In the manner of this crime

We sheltered from the pelting

Helter-skelter of the skies

In the Greek gazebo

Speaking tragedian rhyme

Death would never settle

For one petal at a time

He would pluck the fucker!

Lo, this malleus eve

Is heaving to the pulse of souls

She was the game, sublime

A knight takes queen in ruby, indisputable

Then her eyes, they paralysed me for a second time

A glimpse so achingly beautiful

Drinking in her flora

This Aurora to the storm

I was burning in the furnace

Of a love that went to war

With ravenous desire

Fires lit the heavens for

Caressing in the rainfall

A less painful metaphor

For this hunger…

On marbled tomb

Breathless, cocooned

A long red dress shrouds

Like Ophelia, this Goddess

Mourning then crawls

Black velvet palled

To pass fervent lips

Betwixt her deliciousness

Miserere Mei Diva

Forgive me forever my bride

But a gift was delivered

However perverse

On that night you exquisitely died

Seraphina rise…

Arcane perfection

Her legend was etched

…to queen demon revised

A fell resurrection

Unparalleled in this world or next

Awaken, forsaken

By others soon taken as prey

Now you shall stand in the grandeur of love

A wonderland in which to play

The beast in the clouds spat back the moon

And arrayed in a crown of glittering cobwebs

She slid to her feet like a prophet of doom

Born to immortal darkness

As mortality slipped away

She was a flame, divine

My gnathic call of duty, irrefutable

Her eyes imparadised me with their wicked shine

A glimpse so achingly beautiful

Now she stirs the night just like the perfect Lorelei

As she spurs the dark horse foaming in my soul

Death is fleet, sweet, oft discreet

The beast in beauty’s mask

Her skies, bediademed, complete

Now freed of days grown overcast