Monday, April 20, 2015

Dis'

My dear madam
You tell my story
You take me down a very dark path indeed 
You illuminate my terror
Lay it bare
Cause me to reconcile
Come to terms and surrender
The light is where you are
Its glow purple and blue 
Draw me to the hottest part of your flame
Pluck me from the thorny dark thicket
Relieve me of Dis' embrace
Use diamond shears to break my bonds
Golden cords to pull me free
Bind me up with purple silk
Surround my soul with your scent of lavender
Sweeten my fermented nostrils with vanilla
Fill my gnashing teeth with cloves 
Allow me to return
To regain my vigor
And once again trod my path
©kcasady2015

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