A Toast

Time is no man's friend.

Taking your soul in plain sight

A boundless favor to free you from your happiness

That woman would destroy your mind as was mine

And in your hour of need, you would have only your hands

And as time would show, dear friend, they were too weak

 

Though her eyes are curved and cut like marbles

She is no more yours than the wind or the rain

Though her voice chases the wild dogs from your mind

She is a woman with only a short time to cast

That which her hips can bear and carry through the veil

 

 

Your head isn’t my prize, but more a surety

Your empty stare, shoring for my own angry heart

I can share with you my thoughts, uninterrupted

But how I wish you would comb your hair

And wash the blood from your lips

 

Do you think that woman misses you?

The same way I am certain mine longs for this touch

Get a hold of yourself, there are ten-fold waiting

To touch those breasts and she will receive

Sooner than you could imagine possible

 

A man does not do for a woman, but alas, for other men

Taking in glory like the smoothest silk and spinning destinies

Destinies that are lost in an instant to times infinite march

If a man gets lost in the trivets of his own wanderlust

The pay for such a man is impotent indeed and won't buy bread

 

One man’s life is a small price to pay my friend

I breathe my last sane thought into your mouth and wipe my blade

Holding the last of my drink to your rigor mortis lips

A toast to your attentive ear and the end to your sorrow

Tomorrow I see her again, and all will not be well

Author's Note

....It will not be well

Reviews

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

Siren women...we are such evil b*****s....omg ...did just say that out loud? I like Chris's analogy better ...GOT knows....

[Crowley]

Sirens are definitely trouble...but what sweet trouble..lol. Thanks Q, appreciate the review!!!!

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I want to throw flowers at your feet with this one....I know I have read it four or five times and I find something new and thought provoking each one! You are a brilliant writer C,really!

[Chris]

Like watching the Red Death scene of Game Of Thrones...

[Crowley]

Ha!!! that was the best...damn I was so riled up after that scene. Cant wait for the finale, but wish Martin would finish that last book already. Thanks Chris!!

[Lyn Anderson]

This has a certain Shakespeare-like feel to it. The wicked woman, sex and death ...

[Crowley]

I was thinking of Ulysses when I wrote this...lol.Thanks so much for stopping by, I appreciate it!

[Amanda Trerotola]

Well written! Definitely, captivating.

[Crowley]

Thank You!!!

[Relic]

The dangers of pleasure for certain women can affect one for many years. I like the references to the ancient knowledge. There's also a biblical feel as well. This is very interesting. Nice work, Crowley.

[Crowley]

Thank you!!! I was thinking of Ulysses when I wrote this...does give it that biblical feel.

[redzone]

quite a 'toast' or should I say 'roasting'.... perhaps not seeing her tomorrow would be a better choice, after all don't we want to live forever???? of course you could always tempt fate and death.... a toast to survival, down the hatch!!!! ;0)

[Crowley]

Thanks man!!! I will come by your place today I definitely owe you!!!

[Onlyme]

Scary, dramatic and dark. Do not cross you, Crowley. lo. Excellent viewing for the mind's eye. And poetically fragrant too.

[Crowley]

Thanks Dee!!!

[grimfukle]

Well written and excellent imagery, I have some rather dark ones myself, that I choose to keep private.

[Crowley]

Thanks!!!!

[sette]

i like the thoughts and the depth of the poem nice writing as always