trying something a little different with the structure. Enjoy! |
In the presence of Hathor The warmth of the fire of Asgard On our backs In the middle of the Indian Ocean In the center of Yam's domain Crying out in pain Reaching out in vain The heart's bain Forcing the lame To walk toward the ever present book shelf Of sacred tomes Full of invisible words Of life's greatest unknown mysteries It was there that I met you In your dark red evening gown In the deepest dungeon Being beaten with a rubber truncheon At the brain dead musician's Final luncheon In the sea of wealth Where I was left on the yacht To sleep forever on the cot Where man had once sought To control the world's black tea There you found me Under the stars we laughed Under the two suns we cried By your voice the universe ended And by your left hand it was once again created A night in paradise Sleeping in a castle made of ice Together we walked The flame of Aeolus at our back The light of Aphrodite to our front All of the Planet Erebus Could not fathom her strength and size Aristotle's unwanted prize The price of freedom The cost of wisdom Paid with the ink Made from the blood of the tiniest life forms I would transverse the thirteen seas To the lost kingdom of Sarkova And travel to the deepest methane mines To the great chalk lines Of the Mendozan planes To find the graven images Of ancient flase idols To Chalchiuhtlicue And Radmir Carved by Lockroth himself If only, my love You'd come back |