Reunion Or Requittal Poem by Daegonius Bonapartea

I desire to relay you one thought,
Do you not know its outcome?
If I were to gaze at the darkness illumined by the winter moon
Beneath the roots of love
If I reacheth towards the furies its engulfing blackness shall turn me to dust
Or the necklace of silver that lay over me rust
The force of the elements delivers me to thee
As though that all that exists,
Humanity the stars of light and of our ancestors stories that enfold
To us all that is useful yet cannot feel me like your gold
It tis unto you that my true body glows in the light of you to you I unfold
Well if time and time your universe turns from mine do not Flemish the thought that I should not burry you before my grave
If your mind traverses the thought of me returning hardly then do not think that mine own shall stop praying for your return.
And the more your necklace rots the more my heart shall plot
To let go of the tree of you and me that stretched out its branches to teach us of sublimity
Yet if it be true that your thoughts await mine at the shore of existence perhaps the shore right above the heavens so that when I look up at them I shall have something to wrought out my intentions for my love for my pain for and my core for sealing
For if truly you await me day and night then surely shall
I await you day and night
On the approach that someday you may return……..