Oh, to find someone who will greet me,
In the mornings with sweet kisses of cyanide
And deathly painful howls in the midnight
Roll me in flavours of your exotic spice
Powdered crimson that once ran a flood
Once untamed, madly dangerous
Speak to me in elongated vowels
Slur the alien’s words that come sinful to my sides
Paint my skin, that is your canvas, with faery manners
Prove to your Grace that you are of like mind
As a murder of crows chant their blessings
Swear your brain grows off of mine as a tumour
Prove to your Grace, that settled within the core you treasure
Is a heart that faultlessly synchronizes
With my very own
Oh, sweet aged honey
I take joy in your deathly romantics
Your treasure chest has the shiniest jewels of all
Ruby heart, Sapphire mind, Amber soul
Although my favourite are
The deformed pearls flung abundantly about your dwelling
Those you have collected as trophies
To impress your Grace, pearls of great length that once resided
Deep inside others, wrapped in what once existed together
As silken flesh and bone
That is the best
Never drying as bitter sap on my bark
Forever leaking from a breathing log
Oh, to gallop and dance amongst the sunlight
Where trinkets are but the past
I am waiting
I shall wait...that is for certain and for eternity
That is all I can do
For Peace will always join the party