Date: 9/5/2008

Mad Poet 56

Sweet perfume and Sarcophagi

Not a whisper, through sweet perfume
and sarcophagi;
Why does ill-willed fate perpetuate?
Sweet Isis, for you a thousand deaths
I have died,
throughout the ages, leaving
behind a bloodied nd a crimson tide!
As of latent, our union in every age
has been denied,
throughout the millinia our love
has been tested nd has been tried!
And through deceit nd lies, once again,
our love has decended back into the Lost Ark,
But the scent of your sweet perfume
is forever embedded in to the
the treasury of this undying heart!
Now lay me down into my
sarcophagus, for now grant me
freedom from the memory of this!
- return me into the silence
of the dark abyss
for tonight, I die
one more death;
But your sweet perfume
will ressurrect me again
and again in the life
after this!
Dear Isis, I will not rest till
your bones lay next to mine,
in one sarcophagus!
.....A.....
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