Night of the Violin

Night of the Violin


Seek you me in a grave shallow,
bleeding upon a blade of rusted steel
The mood of a rose ascends beyond ether
caressing souls in skies hoary

From the pitch of solitude she appears,
dark hair soaking upon winds quiver
(violin weeping in the dew of nocturnal sunrise)
As the moon whispers in twilight’s fall
my thoughts swirl into a halo of numb reverie
Entranced in the gloaming of her love "
dripping within the lotus of her serenade
Beset in eyes of jade,
drowning in sensual delight
Seduced in a gothic sky

Deepest gaze unleashed into my soul;
she weaves a spell of turquoise feather
her violin brushes my skin in dreamy hues
Evanescent in spectral shards of solemn rains
my thoughts swoon in burning juniper
Servant to the epitome of her will
basking in the shadows of her mind
kissed in the aura of sweet sorrow;
untold love begins to flow

Embroidered in the ballet of night’s fall
violins seethe in star-clustered valleys
like a burning choir of lonely spirits
My thirst blushes in a sea of euphoria
as I drift upon the breath of her violin
In an opus of lust my soul wails over the
migration of crimson arrows
~So beautiful; her dark sings..
My blood aches in the mists
of her passion

She stands over me, shimmering
like a haunting dream
Upon dreary stone the violin plays;
notes making love in my dead soul
The jewels of a forgotten kiss withers in
luscious melancholy..
The fate of this night will I adorn
From this grave I shall rise,
for my place of solace awaits
-- the nectar of your lips




Arthur Crow © 2012

Reviews

[Joann Conkey]

Love this one too! Magical,mystical and beyond!!

[DepthWriter]

Your language is outstanding, and flows from one direction, tumbling through to the next seamlessly. It is a dark piece, but easy to read, and consume within. Fitting for the wintry season here... The graphic compliments this piece very well.... Well done :)