War with(out) you

26 July 2016

Blessed be thy hate, by Katya-h

Where are you now?

Hiding in the back of your word

Caressing other people’s minds

Suffering your faith,

laughing at mine.

Will you send word to me?

Of your heaven’s delight

Of the secrets of your Order

Of your days’ glories,

My harship, divine.

Are you keeping company at night?

My soul wishes you an Irish blessing

In other, the darkest eyes

Giving you warmth and solace,

The most ancient desire.

Will you spare me touch and vision?

My eyes repeating in loud voices

Each of your wee lullabies,

Singing compulsive odes

Of duties, treason and your heart.

Will I succumb deranged?

Worlds colliding in my blinking eye

Division reviving my deepest ambition:

Your side, that is battling

My memories, dwelling of mine!