This Is Not A Love Song

Don't tell me about the fickle moon and blue birds singing

My words drag and my eyes are dry

I have quit searching for a muse in the dark forests of yesterday

Sorting through memories of lies squashed by bitter truths

Where have you gone my love?

Who has taken your Judas kiss?

My desire mocks me and my Lust bleeds in torment

Remembering the nothing in your eyes

I wander the Night alone in solitude

A creature without a home

Making love in dreams and illusions

That have passed me by

Listening to music and dancing in shadows

A maniacal smile frozen on my lips

Time my witness and canvas on which I splash color

This is not a love song

This is one death 

A thousand burials before rebirth 

Bring me this excruciating pain so that my next love

Will yield that much more ecstasy

This is not a love song

This is but one death of love.