I lived the dream of Eden before I passed into toil's gate
Was I blinded by the charms of Circe?
Here it was after all these years- here is what it meant to really feel
Like that supplication to home soil of a soldier back from foreign lands
To see her at peace with the mere touch of my hands
Or that first breath of free air in the prisoner's lungs
I saw that blinding light of those in the cave who have only seen pale shadows on the wall
I had a reason to believe
That agnostic of love came to feel that holy reprieve
I was too cynical for the one
But I found her, the product to the existential sum
Felt like Solomon after he had wasted with Jezebel
Or Lucifer before he fell
Before the King met wisdom
That presence belonging to God's Kingdom
Finally met and opened my heart, and fell into the madness of love
Love is unconditional , when it persists past the breaking shove
While in the day, the pain mocks the holy moments with a sting
Here inflection still rings
Somewhere the Soprano still sings
After the performance, tears stain her cheeks
I wish none of these were from me
To long after all that has happened to kneel before her and kiss her again on the feet
But the truth is cold, that all poets are liars, Troubadoures the first among them
Or that the foundation built on half-truths comes to a disastrous end
Filled with the Purity of hate like a divine purpose
here in the valley of the damned, cursed by a Fool's choices
Lie broken dreams
scorched in a desert wasteland, all is not what it seems
discarded without pity, questions circling the event horizon,
Subjected to sadistic derision
How easy to object, while you are sitting under the Bodhi
Disconnected from the lusts and costs of the body
O my love, How I missed that chance to give you a parting gift
You will be so missed!
While you trip on the escapist exhaust fumes
I want to smell how you would wear gasoline perfume
Don't cry for me, Because I'm not close enough to taste your tears
I can see the light of Achaean pyres in her eyes
She kills while she smiles
Sending the condemned forward on that shameful parade
