Empty House., Lady Elizabeth Aldam [spanish books to read .txt] 📗
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Endless blue sky .
I often wonder...
if you also gaze at it
and think of me.
I have done so ,
ever since we met
I have paid my toll
at the house of love,
bought the ticket
to reckless passion
and also fierce longing.
I have vowed unto myself
to honour my part of the deal.
The sky is merciful,knows all
and judges no one.
Lost in shadows of love,
tired of searching,
lost in a vortex of longing,
used to everlasting yearning...
I go through the empty house
of my tired feelings,
I cry out your name
in hallways of despair,
I extend my hands in the fog
of a dark, fated night
only to fall and rise again,
drawn to your easy-going smile,
Around the house, the garden waits,
I only have to walk outside.
Alone, I tread upon an empty path,
I feel in myself the cold of the night,
life without you is the night of my heart.
Love.Love, love for the smile,
that you once had for me.
Love for the pale skin of my desire,
Love for all of you, body and soul.
Love for the softness of your skin
and the force of your demands,
Love, the one that changes all,
puts me through pain and time.
Love, that kills me slowly
and yet gives me life
Love that binds and holds me,
and yet flees from me,
without looking back...
Love shall find me waiting,
standing on the edge of time,
seeing you again and again,
with the eyes of my heart...
Pas d´deux
This strange dance we started,
going astray at times,
this quick step of yours
that makes me hurry and fall
this smile that drives me on,
disturbs my peace and quiet,
laughs at my writings and books,
mocks my desire and daunts me,
your stride that is always firm
my steps that refuse to falter...
It is a pas d´deux alright,
with dancers well rehearsed
by partners that claimed too little
and then, masks gone, too much...
Night.The night of my heart,
the cold chill of your silence,
the words unsaid, the sudden parting.
You took away my life with you,
I am but an empty house,
with silent rooms and long corridors,
untrodden garden paths
and not even an echo of your voice,
to keep me alive through time...
I am an empty house,
with doors that open to the cold night,
with veiled windows locked shut
to keep away the sun...
with gates under lock and chain,
to keep everyone outside.
A house with covered mirrors,
a house with no lamps,
a house that waits for its owner
should he ever come back...
Just love.
Just love, there is no time for more,
love till you burn yourself in it,
love till your heart just goes,
love, there is nothing else.
Love, let things come and go,
love, your heart knows the answer,
to questions, you don´t even know.
Love will not betray you,
love will stand all, love is eternal,
never mind the faces it takes
in its search through years and days,
Love, you just can´t do otherwise.
Mirrors in the dark.Mirrors in the dark,
shining against themselves,
in a room long deserted
in a house locked to all
save its gone master.
Mirrors in the dark,
shining despite themselves,
waiting in the threshold of time
for a glance, a step, an echo.
Just mirrors rejecting covers,
fighting for some light,
waiting in the darkness,
reflecting empty scenes
rituals of old times...
I go through the house
and see them every day,
they feed me the images
of our lives through time.
As a priestess of an old temple
I light one by one the lamps,
I see to beauty and detail,
even if I see no one.
The house waits for its master,
my soul burns in the lamps.
Shades.
All the colours in the rainbow,
all the shades we create,
all the lost tones and echoes,
melt in the clouds of time.
Stories of forbidden passions,
memories of lost loves,
desires that bloomed and died
hunger and thirst in the dark.
No lights are needed here,
no music and no sound,
memories keep flowing,
defying decay and death,
blending in time and light.
Imprint
Publication Date: 02-16-2017
All Rights Reserved
Dedication:
To those who love.
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