Scarlet and azure

Rose dropped love comes from thorn borne kisses.
And blue whispers cone cold on skin.
Shape up, burn down, and restart.
The yellow man has come and left, where were you brother?

To shackled in freedom?
To free to reform?

I said see to the blind and they had vision.
I said see to the seeing but not one could see them self.
I commanded in force, SEE.
BUT....
WAITING...
They never saw, not one.

Cards, and ash. Blood, and knife. I lead you here to the wings of your own goddess but you could not hold.

Hold in your fear.

Fear is the killer in the night who delights in your in pain.

Roses died in blue, blood running read. Scarlet and Azul your alone in your bed.

The unseelie knight ii

He came, quick, crashing on me.
Sliding out and in, with such force... He knew
It was time to leave...

And thought that I, I was going to be saved...
But he came had his way and disappointing, never showed his face again. Not even a friend.

And now here I stand. A Clif. And a hand. I am stronger than him. And I need no more judgment, what I do in my body, is not of his right.  How I live in my mind, it's not his fight. He was a shadow of a dream, and nothing more.

The unseelie Knight, never fought with a sword.

I was him once in my mind in a place. We shared a moment but it was not at the same time and place. And so now forgotten the cold of the floor.

And no more remember why I called him for more. Forever this door now shut. He was my gutter, and the deep of my rut.

And now I dance, and sing and are free not for him saving, but because I am me.

Dream me a fever

Come now Sandmann...
Over my skin wash a hot flame.
Be muse where broken,
Be words unspoken.
a dream.
A sadness in the light of your eye, Sandmann...
And so the time slips,
In and out and in-between.
Time unseen.
Unseen. Un SEE ... me.
Unsee my body,
Unsee my mind,
Unruly, unseelie, renamed king.
Re won the winter court.
Cast out the Knight.
Cast out sin.
Find no judgment in this rite.
Sandmann...
This is not love. This is worship.
And I need it.
I need to be weak.
I need to be played. Played with.
Sandmann. Keeper of the clock,
Wispher now, knock knock...
Come in and come on,
Take me away for one dream,
Take me to morphious.
Take me from the incubus.
And I will give you in the time of my worship,
All me.
Every last drop of my unending passions.
Every thought of my mind,
Every desire broken down to you,
The king of winter.
Sandmann, the night is cold,
But my skin burns like flame.
Take from me my warm, my breath.
Take from me anything to consume.

Come soon Sandmann before I catch flame.
Sooth me in your cool
And I shall in your court be free, even if for the moment.