The storm before the calm

Dark haunted cathedrals fill my mind
I rest my eyes upon the lit black candle i hold
The flame has eyes...a rapturing gaze
My life is flickering before me
Dancing to the beat of a silent drum

Fleshy pleasures sweep into thought
Like a thick mist in the evening valleys
The cold essence of a cherished memory
Wind-chimes delicately bliss my ears
The resonant ringing vibrates my inner sanctum
Gothic goddess abound me in black veils
The eyes seduce my hopeless romanticism
But my bloodline cannot cease
And i look for my son's eyes

Reminiscent eloquence shadows my future
Pathways all lead me
I am at the center of my own garden labyrinth
I lead myself into the mystic planes of never

The face in the candle is so soft and golden
The silver in my jewelry shines like the moon beside saturn
Only the night can unveil me the sky's brilliance
Inanna send down a warm embrace
She's my only true love...
Mortal love is sadness
Hapiness is grief...bliss is melancholy

Isolated affection to those who hold the keys
That open the steel-bolted doors within me
Behind the oaken shell lies a vast darkness
Embrace me and ye shall embrace the darkness
She's my only true love...
Mortal love is sadness
Happiness is grief...bliss is melancholy

Close thine eyes and feel the inner turmoil
A storm before the calm
Like the ravens flight, i do not want to land
Only to soar o'er you all
And seek shelter above the clouds
With only the gods and my memories
The center of my eye is the blackest black
The true color of harmony
All my goddesses are part of me
Am i part of you?
When shall i reach the top of the spiral staircase
Only to hurl myself off the tower in spite
I will scream out your names
As i become one with the earth