Will It Be Fight or Flight?

 

The young lovers
Stand close together ~
Though they do
Not ~ quite ~ touch ~

Perhaps they think
Their love a secret ~
Or perhaps they
Just don’t care ~

But either way there
Will be repercussions ~
If the king should hear
Of their affair ~

I must choose now
But that is easy ~
I will ride with him
As I have always done ~

And if you ride
With her ~ then you
Should be prepared ~
We leave at dawn ~

Yes he is young but
He has won my trust ~
And she your loyalty ~
Watch for my signal ~

Self Immolation

My feelings burn
From the inside out ~
Searing themselves
Into the page ~

My heart is beating
Like a wild thing
In my breast ~
And I don’t know if ~
I want it all to stop
Or to go on ~

If this torment is love ~
Then why is it so
Fervently desired ~

Why would one choose
To yearn and ache and
Skate the very edge
Of madness ~ for the
Sake of the Beloved ~

And I am caught as
Surely ~ as any sailor
By a Siren’s song ~

I can’t ~ I won’t ~
Give up this wild
Intoxication ~
This sweet
Exhilaration ~

I am undone ~
What shall
Become of me ~
And do I even care ~

I burn with love ~
Just as the poets said ~
And what is more
I lit the torch myself ~

My eyes are
Open wide ~
I know the score ~
And I will risk it all
For love ~