Graveyard Coffeehouse

"Old poems laid to rest do not die.  They merely sleep, waiting for a moment to arise..."

The Conflagration

Time has fanned the flames
And the fire burns hot
Engulfing each of us
As we turned 
Our backs on Love
Only to return 
And be immolated 
In the ashes of desire.

What is a man or woman
Without faith
Without heart
Searching forever
Within a funeral pyre
Of Love?
I have come
Your Savior
Your Destroyer
Your Lover
Your Friend
And most of all
Your Dark Lord
And Vampire.

Stay within the fire
Do not speak
Get on your knees
And cry one last time
For the next morning
The sun will rise
And you will sleep and smile 
Anon and thereafter
As we hold each other

Within the Night's eternal shield
Touching
Feeling
Loving 
As One.

We had abandoned Love
But it never deserted us
Stay with me forever
Immortal

Wicked

Undying

Within the conflagration.