Dark Angel

 Lord, bring us light.

Her bright soul
called to him and
in turn his called
to hers.

He felt her
deep.

I'm sorry.

Souls in synch
they soared across
skies soaked with
blood ... rent by
broad strokes of
thundering
cumulus cries.

Sympathetic angels
watched and
wept softly their
timeless knowing
heralding the
inevitable.

Is this what was promised?

Malignancy masked as
love seared
their souls
boiled the soil
of a landscape torn
by desolation.
 
Bright balmy dreams
coaxed them forth
sharing laughter and
love upon
whispered promises of
furtive
future love.

Take this pain from her.

Dark dreams lay beneath
the veneer of light
nightstalkers and ghosts
of pain past never
far from thought
the ides of life beckoning
death lurking
just ... there
beyond the pale
of morning light.

Open hearts crying
tears of silver shards
pierced heartache
leaving chasms of sorrow
in their wake.
 
I couldn't stop her.

Her heart lay broken
a million times
no words of solace or peace
served.

Poignant cries overpowered
by sirens and concern
leaving him lost
listening to silence
love hanging by a single
thread of desperate
longing.

Nothing I said was enough.

Free will rules the
dark and the light alike
lives torn asunder by
the choice of one
leaving him bereft
contemplating love
and solitude.

A single path
then appeared
twisting into distant
and treacherous heights
the abyss lurking
to each side
promising oblivion
to the unwary.

My love could not hold her.
 
Step lightly
knowledge beckoning
the path beyond pain and
heartache
the mortal coil left
behind.

He left her with a
single kiss
to cold
pale lips
his eyes turned to the
heavens
his feet drawn by love
into the life
beyond.

I pray that she finds peace.