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Harmonic I have walked with youHarmonic by ~Thalamuse
in the wilderness gardens of your heart
and heard your true voice —
like a rare bird singing
high and wild
in the topmost branches of a tree.
And I know that song —
its shivering cadence —
every note's pure unexpurgated passion
tossed and strung
invisible across a spellbound sky —
even the breeze stops to listen.
The melody of self is ever-changing —
your overture long-done —
the seasons turn
your symphony's evolving —
sorrow colours joy — a cloud
unsettles the horizon.
Even the storm has romance —
tension breaks — dissolves
into the long lash of rain
Home For Christmas Only minutes from the airport, the midnight sky hung calmHome For Christmas by ~Thalamuse
the air so cold stars glittered overhead
the flight on time, the runway clear, so no cause for alarm
when suddenly the radio went dead.
The captain, stoic in his years, said quietly to his crew
there was a problem — just some minor glitch
and really there was nothing any one of them could do
but carry on — have faith it would be fixed.
Then in the distance, to the North, appeared a glowing light
too large to be an air balloon or plane —
a UFO fast-approaching in a ball of silver-white
and like a comet trailing skirts of flame.
Oblivious, each passenger dozed
Fangs Maybe I'm afraid of you —Fangs by ~Thalamuse
maybe I'm not —
I feel the sharp edge of your teeth
against my neck
the cold rasp of your tongue
and yet no breath escapes
between lips drawn back revealing rows
of smooth uncorrupted ivory —
your perfect weapons
unsheathed and testing the tension
of my skin.
This close I smell the musk of you —
the scent of leaves and earth
that lingers — a faint dusting
of decay — dry wood and bone —
nothing that still lives —
and knowing that you are undead
should send a chill — a warning clear
to keep a distance — never let
you near enough to mesmerize
with tha
The Ice Prince Cometh I anticipate his lips will press a bruise of spreading coldThe Ice Prince Cometh by ~Thalamuse
that numbs me with an ache too deep to bear —
his breath a blast of arctic breeze that blues my trembling cheek
and scatters snowflake crystals in my hair.
His touch will wither — burn me — freeze the bloodflow in these veins —
my heart turns to a glacier inside —
the valley of my body with thought's mountains veiled in mist
as nerveless as a sacrificial bride.
The sheets on which we'll lie will be vast snowfields that he brings —
my dowry is the heat he'll steal from me —
he'll leave my flesh unfeeling as the Tundra's frigid North —
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