for thee.
I.
Lover - celebrate me!
With heart full and eyes shining, I thee defend.
Your cause, safe within this keep,
Clasped with desperate joy and strength of memory,
I fling myself in the way of anything that dares bring you harm.
My love, my life!
The one who fills my sight with stars:
I remember you and your goodness,
I recall sunlit days stretching through time,
reaching towards me now and emboldening my hands.
I fight thy greatest adversary:
let thy enemy be named.
II.
Lover - forgive me.
Oh, once love. How my soul rages!
Furor and brokenness,
dangerous as a wounded beast
with eyes blank and bleak,
I rise, and shake.
With clenched fists I pound my breast,
With withered war in my heart and rage in my throat
I thee limb from limb rend!
What is there to lose? Nothing greater
than what has been lost.
Indifference, impassion stripped me of all.
Nothing is left to be lost.
Nothing. Not even myself.
III.
This one is sly.
She lurks. She remembers. She whithers.
Her own strength sapping away is mine as well.
Curious.
Once, we hung in balance. I waxed as she waned,
Or vice versa.
Now, conversely, our strength is united.
As she grows in heated bellows, so my resolve is steadied.
And as I crumble from the bottom up,
so is her fate.
We are tied: demon to nymph.
This is folly. Madness.
How long? How long?
IV.
I feel her resolve lessen. She shares the same memories as I.
Her keen:
Oh God!
So clear,
so high,
so emaciated with sadness now.
I twinge sharply at it. Small, and thin, and piercing
straight
through.
She will not stop, but she will never be the same.
V.
For thee! Against thee!
For memories golden and memories dead.
Lover, I assail thee!
Lover, I protect thee!
Lover, here lie we,
slain at thy feet,
oh,
by nothing more than the mind of myself.
Lover - celebrate me!
With heart full and eyes shining, I thee defend.
Your cause, safe within this keep,
Clasped with desperate joy and strength of memory,
I fling myself in the way of anything that dares bring you harm.
My love, my life!
The one who fills my sight with stars:
I remember you and your goodness,
I recall sunlit days stretching through time,
reaching towards me now and emboldening my hands.
I fight thy greatest adversary:
let thy enemy be named.
II.
Lover - forgive me.
Oh, once love. How my soul rages!
Furor and brokenness,
dangerous as a wounded beast
with eyes blank and bleak,
I rise, and shake.
With clenched fists I pound my breast,
With withered war in my heart and rage in my throat
I thee limb from limb rend!
What is there to lose? Nothing greater
than what has been lost.
Indifference, impassion stripped me of all.
Nothing is left to be lost.
Nothing. Not even myself.
III.
This one is sly.
She lurks. She remembers. She whithers.
Her own strength sapping away is mine as well.
Curious.
Once, we hung in balance. I waxed as she waned,
Or vice versa.
Now, conversely, our strength is united.
As she grows in heated bellows, so my resolve is steadied.
And as I crumble from the bottom up,
so is her fate.
We are tied: demon to nymph.
This is folly. Madness.
How long? How long?
IV.
I feel her resolve lessen. She shares the same memories as I.
Her keen:
Oh God!
So clear,
so high,
so emaciated with sadness now.
I twinge sharply at it. Small, and thin, and piercing
straight
through.
She will not stop, but she will never be the same.
V.
For thee! Against thee!
For memories golden and memories dead.
Lover, I assail thee!
Lover, I protect thee!
Lover, here lie we,
slain at thy feet,
oh,
by nothing more than the mind of myself.