Poems for Apollo

My Shadow. My Love

Melodic breaths of an angel forward me
His eyes held mine captive, never getting free
From the grasp of his orbs alike estuary;
So blue, so deep hinted with such filigree.

Then the air I realize now has bygone
The foliage of copper beeche now in halcyon
The light was nothing, time stopped at its' dawn
His hands held my cheeks, staring into my fawn.

He spoke debonairely, musically with his voice
He held me firmly as my body he'd hoist;
“Trust me with all your might, my lovely raven...”
“...I own you, my love; my august; my demesne...”

Those were only what I had dreamed
The light I saw it flashed and beamed
Over my visage, my eyes closed,
Tenebrific gloom, up it rose.

“...Come, come my obsidian god...”
He slashed his skin, I smelled his blood
Intoxicates my once calm mind
“...Let us unite, our hearts entwined...”
He chants as he fed me with all his ichor
It's sweet, it tasted like a viscous nectar
“...Tev la vem njorj nem, ca tum il csunavar...”
“...For ye shall seek none, but love of forever...”

I translated his words yet I know none of it
I have heard his songs, it was a basilisk motet
I wanted to escape for he's a demon of ideal
That he was only covered with an angelic innocent veil.

Though my body was frozen, I can't move an inch
I thought of nothing but will it be called a lynch
If I have planned to slash his head or stab his heart;
Or shoot his head, or tear his body apart.

Timing will always be the hardest virtue
As I focus to kill a beautiful statue
Who's been wanting me forever in his hands
Forever wanting me within his dark life.

I can't do it, no, I can not kill this man
He have loved me all alone. My anger was gone.
I quaffed on his blood hungrily, I love his taste
I realize he was my love, he was clean, he was chaste,
I was his, he was mine, “...Come my love, let me touch you...”
As his hands slithered down my skin, knew it was a cue.

For a handsome and halcyon gentleman
Whom the demons named Roman
Can he let me go alone, or keep me in a blue moon.
“...Oh my handsome, perfect Armand, you will be mine soon...”
He whispered, his breath was the smell of moonflowers and rose.
The stillness of air was suffocating me, my mind reeling in full dose.

My eyes are slowly closing
I could see his face fading
I reached out to touch his face
But I was already in a daze.

I had slept for such a long time
After I'd heard my heart rhymed
With his heart it beats of calm magnitude
His soul I found on serene solitude,
His precious threnody quavering in unison
Singing rare songs in full and eccentric baritone,
Ah, he's left me and gone to chime with the birds
As the trees and grasses dances with much mirths.

I stared at the window, in the house near the shore
He was there, sitting with the sand he bore
My heart he held still beating as he bury it
My chest was quiet but I can hear my heart resonate;

“...What would have happen without you my dear Roman...”
I spoke as my hand caressed the glass, I felt inhuman
I never felt strong, or wanted to kill someone
“...You gave me immortality though it has to be draconian...”
His head turned to look at me, and his lips smiled
The warmth of the sun reflects his flaxen skin so mild,
“...Oh how come I'd thought of leaving you, for you was as beautiful as a gemstone, rare and radiant.”
I remember, I was once the one he'd haunt
Now he's the one I realized I want.

I knew he killed my soul, me heart he stole
But even if he's an angelic demon, I never felt dole
Death is inevitable.
I'm willing to give my life for he's my shadow. My love.