Honey blood

I never thought love can work that way,
Since day I felt your tender light for a first time;
Like sweet venom you inhabited my brain:
You were both sacred darkness and eternal shine.

Misty centuries had passed - now we face another life,
But my hands remember shadows and dark fears of ancient time:
We remember surplus damage - no one could hide it in heart;
There were only cold and venom, torturing and deadly dark.

I believed I knew all hidden floating flows of ancient world;
Running with eternal wisdom, never heard what others told.
May be damage had been woken by my own insane greed?
May be someone, felt as shadow, was the one I trusted in?

Come on, wind, blow out my sorrow, I have never felt it right:
I was born to be a shadow, blessed by force I couldn’t fight;
I should die because of darkness which has come upon my mind -
But was saved by nameless creature, taken as his sacred bride.

No one else could tame my anger, no one else could see weak side,
Growing up in broken spirit, howling like a hissing tide.
Angry raven, crying wildly, covered skies, I looked for sun;
I was never charmed more strongly, than when we were lastly bound.

Was I looking for a reason to betray all lives I shared?
Was he sent as mourning raven for lost one who couldn’t be saved?
Honey blood upon my fingers was the mark I searched too long -
Honey poison of embracing had become our perfect song.

18/05/2014 - 12/06/2014