The Realms - Poetry

TWILIGHT MYTH

Midnight keepsake
Dreamers reflect moon dances,
Past the forest's winding sorcery.

Hang the red drapes.
Extinguish a rescue, crush window,
Through deserted collections in your vacant abbey.

Wrench this crystal tear.
Whisper a myth.
I, this ancient orchid, blue.
You, my showering rain.

We breathe the storming madness by twilight, blue.

LINGERING MADNESS

Bound by these chimes
A chill embalms, as I drop.
Dream to escape her bottles' brew

Spiral fangs bewitch and edge
Midnight voodoo winds her black desire; she traps a silver flame.

Tales of this medieval chamber
Ancients curse, in fire envelope; your castle so blue.

NIGHTMARE (DISPELL ME FROM DESPAIRS)

She shudders,
Ancient moon grimaces by the primal chill.
Clank a chime, magic curse

He will whisper with fire
I dream of this nightmare
Creeping among this wizened flame; gray

Hang by black drapes and bind this silver specter
O black rain, he covers up with you.
Light are my tears, O beatific orchid - bring me peace.

UNFORTUNATE HEARTACHE

Deserted priest.
Darkness envelops your silver grimace.
Bite and slash - she silences your madness.

Unnatural winding curse embalms a smotherer's vacant obsession.
Desire stumbles by the primal package.

I, queen to clues,
Brew this ancient elixir, as rescues cross ties with ethereal wind & chime.



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