VALLEY OF DEATH

With a hand on her shoulder I started,

Smiling we from our hearts of heart;

As we merry-go-round in this safari park of love.

From dusk to dawn and light to dark,

We watched the bonfires burn out it light,

And into her eyes I gazed,

As she into mine -

Until a spark of tomorrow I saw,

A beam of stride to the hereafter.

Her star and mine cuddled in the Galaxy;

So said the astrologer.

My rib made woman;

So said the priest.

My wanting soul she is;

So said the diviner.

But no I know,

She's an angelic monster.

My crave for lust had me swim in her,

I fell into the lap of the gods,

And I got snared in her saintly trap.

As with her venomous tongues,

Utterances of my downfall it spat.

Like a snake on a tree,

She wrapped herself on me,

Choking breath out of me.

I could scream not,

For she had me drained of energy,

She stripped me of dignity,

And my unclad self laid bare in air.

Once, I was captured by her angelic guise,

And now a slave to her devilish form I turned,

Alas, I'd been living in the valley of death.

©Fab_du_solvic