Laura

There you are
still within me
holding court
keeping perfect rhythm
with the percussive snap
of this bastard heart
there are no questions
the others can see
where you’ve been
where you are
what is yours
what has been
what will always be
your acre of flesh
your altar of appetence
your harbor of sun
your hue of plum
all which is decreed
yours, only yours
dwelling eternally
even beyond the pyre
tethered and entwined
my ashes still rising
to dance with your name
and all that’s holy
upon the Autumn wind

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Until the Ash

For I love you
incessantly and eternally
until the end is upon my breath
I will love you
forever
beneath the falling sky
at the foot of the gallows
until my heart is ash
and the day is dust
I love you