Flaming petal of lust,
Sweet smell of romance,
This passionate flower of trust
Radiates more with each glance.
You played him with pleasure multiples times over;
Turn the key and have him play the symbols for you,
But this monkey has reached his final smile
And is breaking his symbols to run out on you.
A thousand grains of sand
In time I’ll understand
The way I also sacrifice
Myself to be so nice
Solitarily hung, single beat,
This heart glows lonely in the dark.
Longing for sound of repeat,
This lively recluse does lark.
What power has a word
Rather spoken or written?
In any other cause forward
Of Honor, it is merely intermittent.
In plain gaze, sight to see,
The social circle has been drawn.
Aperture, where everyone wants to be,
Is the place for a simple pawn.
When death becomes your only muse
How does one continue to write?
Year by year, you begin to lose
The love of life and quest for right.
(This is dedicated to LCpl Casper, USMC.... Keep your head down! !)
Devil Pup o' Devil Pup
Show me the military way.
For the love of thy night creature,
Call’eth, with thy heart, dark romance’s very teacher.
As thee will’eth on thy heavenly plain,
So shall it be in thy hellish refrain.