Putari Vinum

I hear my spirit,
the out of nothing
vestments through the blood in vain.
I float between the
secret, cursed trove somewhere
bound in me;
it is your mind.

Lamenting, in your mirror image,
a sorrowful brew, vintage wine
quench thirst from saltiness lips.
I silenced before the
beauty speech with many tongues
mere stone;
abodes it is your heart

His Bride of Ice

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Upon the quilt of winterly flooring

he down his bride for death

down his lips against hers

mute and frostbitten breath

her heart is veiled secretly

forever envelops his grief

 Tears falling on her dead cheek

draw lines and bleached inks of warmth

of his grief, of his love, infinity

unable for-never more to speak

 Thin lines of her life pours out

her memory

upon the pure bedding

coldern wind holds its breath

with hers, as it gripping

mourning in his chest

 The darkness bleeds upon icy canopy

obscures the image of her face

crumble rosy complexions

to ice and everlasting beaut

 No such spear as sharp as cold

which draw claws

in wounds upon his mind

wither out her mere lying

still, into his arms

as he kiss her gentle

kiss away

everything within

him dying

flavoring of life and blood

MAYFLY

No words are left to say
when they have been spoken
no silence left to break
where obliteration bleeds

No eyes to glimpse a secret
when truth has been unsealed
no slumber thy to wake
where emptiness embrace

Dark Wine

The inmost depth 

a hidden grave

my spirit's whispers 

and its dew

shattered pieces 

and its weaves

shores of passions

just to reach

in reflected memories

THE PIANO

Deadly anthem gnawing within my innermost
founds burial of my blood flowing
Fall robe ardent tone about my corpse
Gently kissing my desire's frigid glowing

Do not awaits my at the unknown ways
dream the pain in the tepid  breeze far from
dress my grief with dawning haze
In my arms me abode afar from home

In my arms, welcome I the most profound of night
touch your shade, once more before I repent
in the darkness never to reflect your light
give pain, and your name to drain out of my soul
a cry across these sudden depths
precipices of blackness

I dance in black with eyes closed;
be-gone
be-lone
be-love.


THE VIOLIN

THE VIOLIN

Touch me deepest,
desire me completest,
than love and solitude it self.

I close my eyes to become one,
dance with darkness,
mourn my innermost apart,
dance astray...

Two souls composing each other.
one is mine..
one my loss,of pain.

Two instruments bleeding.
one for my infinity..
one for my path away..

I am not waiting you in darkness
you are not apart from me
are no longer afar
behind my closed eyes

No kiss long bleeding eternally by yours
your lips are not aparted from mine
words no longer afar
beloven my solitude hart

Two souls composing each other.
one is yours..
one my loss,of pain.

Two instruments bleeding.
one for yours infinity..
one for the path away..

Inscrutable it aches

The darkness falls upon me,
a hue above my pain,
and I wish I could just turn the life my back
and never waste it dreams again.

All hopes are just the face,upon despair,
dreams just the name to all illusions,
desire, the logical objective of a distance
unending just in the nowhere.

As dooms falls within me,
with you as only trace
I wish I could just turn back to life
and drown in your embrace...

...for all hopes are touched upon your face
where dreams and illusions fading  by your name
and desire knows the endless distance
between skin and fingertips deducing flame

When senses fails to call me
and all I reach to pace in pain
if this is how it feels,if this is how it breakes
i wish thy tune deepest in me to retain

Though inscrutable it aches..

Blackened Graves....

Blackened waters where you rest

no more treasures pain inside your chest

weeping waves will wither your name

drink you silent within your grave

Your lips veiled mute to breathe his name

words unspoken kissed afar

secrets soothe beneath the mighty cover

Your lids sealed blind to see your lover

Darken hollows replete your dreams

your wine and rouge twines-in every streams

scathing deep betray your mourn in its song

immortal tender embrace where finally lasts to belong

Caress seductive curls in your hair

bleach every names from his avid tongues

loves you cruelly within every craving wave

berths you faithfully to down in his grave

Blackened depths where you rest

oblivion will thaw her name in your chest

stormy desires vows your name

wraps you beautifully in its crave

bleed you silent out-over my grave