Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Authors, like coins, grow dear as they grow old; it is the rust we value, not the gold

White Widow

Long ago star crossed lovers were torn apart
Into the woods, he with bow then her with torch
Saplings grew and fell; her memories withered away
Searching for love lost without a face nor a name
Yet her feet wandered on trickling as a brook
Longing for his touch as the waves do for the moon

If you wish to live, resist temptation’s kiss
The White Widow watches in the distance
Taste her sweet venom at your risk
Beware of her bitter sea of loneliness
The White Widow is watching you

If you happen on her path and hear the rhythm of the woods
Keep your ears keen for the sudden stillness that ensues

An interlude in the quivering of the leaves
Though a wind wafts sweet honeysuckle on the breeze
Ahead where the light plays amongst the branches
There is she aglow, skin luminescent as jasmine
Her hyacinth hair falling to her feet
A weary wanderer in transient mortality

Oh how fair a maiden
Though painful stay away
Enchanting her words
When you hear her say

Without you I cannot die
So on this Earth I roam
I need your arms for rest
How long I’ve been alone
Without a future
Without a past
My life’s an endless quest
Lay with me
Embrace me in our death

If you wish to live, resist temptation’s kiss
The White Widow beckons in the distance
Taste her sweet venom at your risk
Beware of her bitter sea of loneliness
The White Widow calls to you

Many men claim the power to resist the white widow’s gaze
So was it love or was it lust that drove them to the forest’s grave

The White Widow will give you all she is
And then pull you under
Beware

-by mlm

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