you are a part of me

You are a part of me
weighted past
inflicts pain future
with haunting winds
desolate and
forgotten
wilderness
half destructed
Black eyed gypsy
stolen from the night
comes into her life
beginning it all
friendship an idea
broken and stolen
forbidden meetings
drinking away the pain
revenge
misery
death is no end
to the haunting of love
forever
in a world
where two souls are one
misery and woe
tortured for life
until only ghost do haunt
in the confinements of one�s mind
Status mattering
more than less
hoping the greater love
will come through
in the end
when finally does
rest us
generation once more
does love infect
its brutal spears
or ripping internal
when letters dont come
lying- low and beneath
to get what you want
destructiveness of love
never changes
who you are
but how you feel
lost in the moors of sinking agony
is more than what you mean to me
you are me
and nothing which can separate the longing of love, in loving
i long to be with you
and nothing which can haunt us will tear us apart,families tear
us apart
and nothing which will fail us bring us down, in the ground
i�m in the ground with you
and though all else fails as we destruct with destruction
families corruption
we will make it together- in the end
living or dead
we are together
spirtuially and physically
brilliant blacked eyed gypsy, stolen from the night
you begin the rest of generations life
with love so passionate it destroys us
and now black eyed gypsy
you are a part of me.
( you i conjure with incindinary anger i deplore every fiber of you gypsy and you i swear you do)

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

Brilliant in scope, vividness, depth, and darkness of love and life and existence... Your words speak so fluidly on so many levels! Each line, a perfect fragment that forms an amazing picture in the end. I humbly bow to your beautiful eloquence...

Craig