Flight of The Monarch (Takeover Suite)

The original version of Flight of The Monarch has previously been published in All of Me Vol. III, courtesy of Shadow Spark Publishing. This arrangement pays homage to Takeover by Zardonic ft. The Qemists. Featured art is by Patrice Murciano.

Listen to Flight of The Monarch by Richard Charles Stevens (Takeover Suite)

roll back many years
and watch them scatter in her wake
open my heart’s window
feel her shutter in my veins
.
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
love me
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
the entire cosmos
has been known
to flash before my eyes
every time you bat your lashes
as and when your pose delights
butterflies in strobe enrapture
wings unfurl
spread open wide
captured in mid-shutter
they recover in the light
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
hope returning
faith in kind
hold unburdened
safe in mine
pale the trail of ashes
as they buffer into frameless flight
no osmosis known to weave
such braid of nature’s tone
indeed
the entire cosmos
has been known
to flash before my eyes
.
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
no time like the present
to make sense of ventures blind
arriving neither here nor there
for everywhere is thriving
each adventure mystifying
pupils wide confiding of the universe residing deep inside of them
with luminance
inviting them to prize momentous sight
no more steeped a prize in diamonds
in thine keep of ocean deep and wide
.
no more dignified than she composed to weeping silently
teardrops fall to call all those opposed to freedom violently
each beat of a heart no longer prone
composes ode disowning echelons of woe betide and blight
.
hope returning
faith in kind
hold unburdened
safe in mine
through the never
tethers severed
true the blur of space and time
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
in no uncertain terms
i yearn the blur of space and time
to learn the song of papillon
the lady of the night
.
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
love me
hold me
hold me
love me
.