Ode To Desire
Allas! Although I dread to admit
Where thou shall be my heart, there lies a pit
An empty pit, for you do not pity me’nough
For you find me coarse, to chew, too tough
You’ve spat me out and left me hollow
Tugging at your brambles, I beg you to swallow
Swallow me! Swallow me! Swallow me whole!
Corrupt what's been corrupted! Blacken my soul!
But I see the way your brows nestle down
The way your eyes flicker about, discontempt, a frown
Great Gods? What must I commit? What must I do?
I yearn to be a Cinderella, for him to present the shoe
I am certain it will fit, it shall not be too small nor too tight
We will prance down the aisle hand in hand, it shall be alright
I will peck your mother on the cheek
A promise to her that you will no longer be meek
You need not hide those feelings that brew within
For preventing such a tale is akin to a sin
If the kettle does not begin to boil
If you refuse to water this unattended soil
Too much cannot be said of what will occur
Of what I am capable of, whose pots I will stir
Allas! My mind has begun to dart as much as thine eyes
You have been oblivious enough, now open your ears to my cries
EPODE
In the liveliest of stories, in the tales as old as time
The need to be together was so urgent, twas a crime
The princess would simply call for her prince
He would be there swiftly, no look of regret, not a wince
“My dearest of dears you may come out”
Aware she was all he wanted, no ounce of doubt
She sprung herself wistfully into his embrace
There was not a single feature she skipped to trace
He was the result of every wish she’d made
The response from every night she’d prayed
He was an amalgamation, a bouquet, a dream
The brightest star, the most glistening beam
She was like a concoction he had created
The response to every call when he had waited
She was a delicacy, a pearl, an elegant swan
That breath that gets swept from the first glimpse of dawn
Never did she question his loyalty nor love
Never did he fear punishment awaited by those above
They sailed night and day in each other's laughter
The originators of “Happily Ever After”
ANTISTROPHE
Wretched Fool! I filled my mind with muck
I must now tear myself apart pluck by pluck
Should one warn those of the dangers it may bring?
When you choose to dig in your own nails to cling
Hanging there hopelessly by a single thread
Starving yourself purposefully, the refusal of bread
Because you are aware that this hunger is not the same
Because you are aware that this beast is not easy to tame
Oh but it does not stop it, I fret to say
Oh but it does a wither when he smiles that way
None of what the lad fancies relates to us
No matter how much we hiss, tear, or fuss
He hasn’t batted a ball to the well of your heart
He’s turned his head as you quietly tore it apart
You can curse all the stories and books as you wish
You can curse all those silly fairies, kings, & golden fish
Not everyone finds themselves in such disparity
You may lie to yourself that your condition isn’t a rarity
But as you walk around and you see hands in interlock
And as you walk around more, the kisses, they mock!
Mock me! Mock me! Make of me as you will!
I know of my patheticness, my inability to thrill
I will simply create an illusion to bandage my dread
So I may at least rock myself peacefully, more easier to bed
It mustn't be too hard to create sparks for a fire
As I have already been engulfed in the reds of desire
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