She is the one I love
Yet she reaches for you
Crying out your countless epithets-
Black Eagle-
You take her where I can not
Rising high above topless mountains
White Horse-
Mounted upon your powerful spine,
You carried her to the places
Even the brave dare not go
Snow
Your pure beauty forged in fables
Pierced her heart forever more
China White
The epithet she cherished most
You drew her to her knees
Drowning her in your black tar
Worshiping, she sings
China White, China White
China White take me away
China White-come to me
China White make me numb
You grant her what I could not
Beyond her boundless fantasies
Piercing her darkest dreams
You held her hand
She called you many names
I know who you are-
Deceiver
Your song, merely white noise
Ruthless
Breathing the fire of a Scarlet Dragon
Killer
You took her where I could not
You took…
Her
Away
About the Creator
J Hirtle
I penned my first poem 20 years ago. It remained tucked away in an old shoe-box until recently. I had written several novels but one evening I was toying around with poetry,it was as if an old friend came bearing incredible gifts.
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