For the Sun of your Skin

the forest of dreams

spiral leaves

wicked dreams

conquer this forest

and i'll be yours, honest

and i'll be true to my promise

it's a fight to death

fight my demons, dragon breath

i watch as you paint henna on my scars

long ago this this was written in the stars

if you're true the world is ours

in our touch we find God

burn your mask your facade

from you i demand

your soul unabashed

i'll make space in me for the skeletons of your past

tuck it deep in the graves of the damned

where my wounds turn to plants

Spiral leaves

you asked me of the pain in my dreams

the reason i scream as i lay in your arms

my soul is painted in loss

carved of the sharpest of shards

it'll tear your hands and heart

i won't let you see the snarl behind my calm

instead i'll give you my all

i like it when you lay waste to the world and your walls

light the world on fire to even the scores

to give me light, hide my faults

yet not let a flame touch my clothes

that face, that smile, and that alarming charm

eyes of stars and scars

i ignored the blaring alarms

red on you was always my favourite renaissance, on my cheeks a matching colour

you memorised the poetry i wrote under a hazy sun and called me your scholar

my mirror, my other

you took my heart with a promise you dishonoured

for this, i will lay you to death my lover

i push away the memory of us wishing on the stars as we lay in the gutter

prayers of devotion, love notion mutters

spiral leaves

made of golden threads we weaved

at your headstone i grieve

your mouth stuffed with flowers from my trees

the gold of your skin shines like gossamer on the weeds that grow from my heels

here you lay, forgiven for your terrible deeds

i hoped you might succeed

but here you lay at my feet

my hands brought your defeat yet my heart searches maddened for your beat

shattered every last piece, without you i'm incomplete

the lonely queen of the forest of everlasting dreams