Sirius/Remus - Poem(Blank Verse)
So, it comes as no surprise to me that whilst I can't get this fic on the paper, a poem comes flying out of nowhere. When it comes to Sirius/Remus the only thing I can write is poetry, apparently.
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Once.
Once I thought I knew,
Something about love.
Shifting images and dead ends,
Pawprints in the dust.
Those days seem strangely unreal,
The smell of summers,
Faded.
His skin streaked with darkness,
His lips,
His lips,
Soft and dark and sweet,
A taste I knew,
Like the inside of a lovers mouth,
The taste of his world.
Once I could look into the mirror,
Of my soul,
When I would close my eyes,
Everything would turn black.
No words for the dead,
No memorial,
Just scattered memories,
Lost in the night,
Lost from sight,
Like a shadow in the darkness.
You are the only thing that’s not here,
You are the piece that’s missing,
From this world,
From me.
Dreaming that I was awake,
Dreaming that we were together,
In a place that’s not forgotten,
In a time that is not lost.
The proof of my existence,
The one constant thing,
Like a brother at my side.
A paw print in the dust
A scratch upon my flesh,
Like a scar upon my soul.
Seeking a blessing
Or bleeding a confession.
This is my everything,
My one true reason.
Always has been,
And always will be us.
I’m waiting for tomorrow,
Waiting for the daylight.
Until then,
Everything is black,
Nothing’s to be done,
Forget, like everyone else.
NO!
I remember.
A tear fills my eye,
As my flesh begins to fail.
The moon it reflects my heart,
Echoes my discontent.
Pure, but distant,
Like my love and your essence,
Torn apart, but always together.
So the music swells,
And shatters,
Weaving a tapestry across the inside,
So that when the emptiness grows,
You fill it with,
The ash of memory,
With the laws of desire.
Once I thought I knew love,
Once I thought I wanted to.
Once.
Folded glasses,
Carefully placed clothes,
And a note rewritten.
I ask not forgiveness,
Just understanding.
So it is not goodbye,
Just farewell.
Standing on the brink,
Sins I have done,
Thinking,
With my two hands,
I’ll bring you back,
With my broken hands,
To hold you once more,
With my bare hands.
One step,
Through the veil.
One more chapter,
In our tale.
One.
Final.
Step.
BLACK.
- Sirius?
- Brother.
Oh, and I've signed up for
100quills
Please to be reading Poem... They don't get enough ♥
Once.
Once I thought I knew,
Something about love.
Shifting images and dead ends,
Pawprints in the dust.
Those days seem strangely unreal,
The smell of summers,
Faded.
His skin streaked with darkness,
His lips,
His lips,
Soft and dark and sweet,
A taste I knew,
Like the inside of a lovers mouth,
The taste of his world.
Once I could look into the mirror,
Of my soul,
When I would close my eyes,
Everything would turn black.
No words for the dead,
No memorial,
Just scattered memories,
Lost in the night,
Lost from sight,
Like a shadow in the darkness.
You are the only thing that’s not here,
You are the piece that’s missing,
From this world,
From me.
Dreaming that I was awake,
Dreaming that we were together,
In a place that’s not forgotten,
In a time that is not lost.
The proof of my existence,
The one constant thing,
Like a brother at my side.
A paw print in the dust
A scratch upon my flesh,
Like a scar upon my soul.
Seeking a blessing
Or bleeding a confession.
This is my everything,
My one true reason.
Always has been,
And always will be us.
I’m waiting for tomorrow,
Waiting for the daylight.
Until then,
Everything is black,
Nothing’s to be done,
Forget, like everyone else.
NO!
I remember.
A tear fills my eye,
As my flesh begins to fail.
The moon it reflects my heart,
Echoes my discontent.
Pure, but distant,
Like my love and your essence,
Torn apart, but always together.
So the music swells,
And shatters,
Weaving a tapestry across the inside,
So that when the emptiness grows,
You fill it with,
The ash of memory,
With the laws of desire.
Once I thought I knew love,
Once I thought I wanted to.
Once.
Folded glasses,
Carefully placed clothes,
And a note rewritten.
I ask not forgiveness,
Just understanding.
So it is not goodbye,
Just farewell.
Standing on the brink,
Sins I have done,
Thinking,
With my two hands,
I’ll bring you back,
With my broken hands,
To hold you once more,
With my bare hands.
One step,
Through the veil.
One more chapter,
In our tale.
One.
Final.
Step.
BLACK.
- Sirius?
- Brother.