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Asphodel

by Mistress_of_Eternity 0 reviews

[2007] My prince of darkness... will you walk with me in the meadows where the Asphodel grows?

Category: Poetry - Rating: G - Genres: Angst, Romance - Published: 2007-03-30 - Updated: 2007-03-31 - 146 words - Complete

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Asphodel



Softly,
She presses her lips upon the golden frog.


My prince of darkness...
Will you walk with me in the meadows
where the Asphodel grows?



She dreams him,
Snowflakes clinging to lashes of black,
Fingers entwined in her hair,
His soft kisses underneath a lemon sky,
His sweet promises,
Of forever.

Yet there is a distance in the inky gaze
That her feet alone cannot carry her over.


Is it only skin I touch when I reach for you?


She loves him,
Snowflakes clinging to lashes of black,
Fingers entwined in her hair,
His soft kisses underneath a lemon sky,
His sweet promises,
Of forever.

Yet unlike forever, she withers,
A white flower in a torrent of snow.


In the pale darkness,
Before me a sea of Asphodel,
Yet...
I am alone.



Like an Asphodel, she withers,

Like an Asphodel, she falls.



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