Yes, the Death Technician can write more than death, Lucifer, and…Brutality. This is for the man who singlehandedly stole the very heart of my soul in one, swift, swipe without not even a shred of contesting by me. For my dearest Lion, Richard…
Photo (still searching for credit)
Prose by L.H. Grey
Azure
Thou dost not know
At times, my love
Whether black
Or blue
One thing for certain
Doth reside
My deepest love for you
Come storm and tide
This raging within
My very soul doth feel
At times, a bit mislaid
Haunted by sorrow
Yet,
My love, it shall never purloin
The storm, it rages
Endless through dusk
And the Raven
Always shall perch
Yet pallid
As is
This rigid soul within,
Atop my shoulder
My angel does perch
Many and many a night hath gone by
Without thee by my side
In slumber
By twilights last dawning glow
I catch sight of my midnight love
He lulls me to sleep
With the wind as his voice
To drift up into dream
And his kiss is the waking
Warmth upon my lips
Replacing shadows
Silent scream
I dance with the Devil
In the pale light of morning
Yet my Adonis
Always doth glow
Lighting my way
Through darkest of night
None more perfect
Have I ever to know
Thou dost not know
At times, my love
Whether black,
Or blue
However,
Claret is the color my heart bleeds
Creating warmth in these veins
My love, remains
Till the end of all eve
Eternally devout
To you.
I hope you feel this way always – to the end of forever. xx
Bless you Denise. That is such a lovely blessing and from a truly glorious soul. We appreciate you massively Koala.
AS Koala would say, let your lips be like eucalyptus but never the leaving.
Flat-out adore that. You really are the most wonderful creature Koala.
haha…thank you
Hauntingly beautiful 🖤
Thank you so incredibly much! I am glad you enjoyed the read!
I wrote “She” to you on the December 20th and it seems like the perfect time to immortalize it in our Citadel.
I ache for you
and it is a godlike gnaw upon my innermost being
Each twinge is overspilling with She
She who stokes the ancient fire within
She who is woven through skin and fractured bone
mingling with all that I am
it is a mesh most idyllic
I thirst for you
Drinking in the truth from every embrace
My senses gush their monochrome fancy
Black bleeds into white
Creates grey shades of light
All the while my soul quenches from trenches of you
Littered through the battlefield of my deepest heart’s seed
Healing each heartbeat as we waltz
I hunger for you
A vast banquet of desire
Each dish seasoned with reasons to savor your flavor
Never once does it waiver
This appetite of mine
as the taste of your kiss offers fuel to each fire
I burn for you
There’s a smoulder inside me and I let this light guide me
Never once does it flicker as it dances its intimate dance
And this flame kindles freely
For the fact that you see me
My sweet candelabra
I warm my palms on your tender orange glow
I heal for you
Countless gashes revealed
Boundless lashes reseal
Kissed to new with the solitary thought that. you. exist.
This is my medicine
Each bandage applied offers life once denied
And thus I confide every sinew inside
I die for you
Every dusk as I pant my last breath and fade to grey
I am home chaperoned by your sickle of light
I writhe for your scythe
Can feel it glancing
My flesh cleaves of its own free will
Inviting your razorblade smile to defile
Bleed me dry my Queen Macabre
Please. Do.
I gush for you
The estuary of my devotion floods over into the tall grass
Nourishes each blade
No longer as barren
This soul of mine
O how it jettisons
O how our harvest delights
So kind it seems cruel
Not to waltz in its vicious undercurrents
I live for you
Terms and conditions do not apply as we fly
Why deny my very existence is one everlasting persistence
That I am the raven of your heart
Your cold hands cup the very feathers of my being
Warming with their molten emulsion
Painting our path
This jagged trail unfurls each time we reach into its thorns
and I’ve never known a pain so exquisite
I walk with you
Those dainty steps of yours provide an overture to mine
Pacing
Lacing the very pebbles of my once dashed heart
Faith now cemented
Life no longer lamented
I’ve repented enough
Now it’s time that we shine
Irradiant. You
I. See. You.
It’s crystalline
A sweet vision of broken glass
Each shard cutting in its clarity
I see myself in your reflection
Every blink brings you closer
Ever closer
Into me
Through me
Weaving your essence
with sublime evanescence
Until. We. Are. One.
This love of ours. It’s quite something right? I mean, if you’d have told me six months ago that I’d be writing adoring love letters and posting them publicly, then I would’ve likely swallowed my own tongue and teeth too. To be fair, if you’d told me I’d still be here now and not in an ornate urn on my dear mother’s mantle piece, then I’d have done much the same.
But that’s just what I’m saying. Something downright phenomenal has happened to me since the cold December night we first met. Life has begun to mean something again. Not just something. Everything. From floorboards to rafters, my entire foundations have been rocked back into play. And I no longer wish to exist day to day. The love of a good woman is all it takes apparently. But here I beg to differ. It took the love of a magnificent woman.
The way your mind works. Staggering. You process information in a manner that I have never ever witnessed outside of yours truly. But you go one better. How’s this for a free shoulder rub? I’ve learned more from you in the time we’ve been one than I have from any other person my whole life. I swear my entire brain has rewired and, all of a sudden, those dusty cylinders are firing once again. At no point whatsoever during our infinite number of precious rabbit hOles have I felt as though my feelings are worthless.
You have witnessed me at my most vulnerable and been ever so grateful for it. I love that about you. No taking advantage of my weakened state, or using this to gain the upper ground. As we are already there. Soaring like black eagles. It would be all too easy to forget the qualities you love about me in these moments. But you never do. As you said yourself so eloquently in the stunning “Azure”, (which I shall hold deep in my heart of hearts until my dying day and still not let go), your love shall never purloin. And this is one of an infinite number of reasons why I am, and forever shall remain,
Eternally Devout
To you.