My evil past
Epilogue to Through the Looking Glass
by Louis Carroll
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July.
Still she haunts me, phantomwise
Alice moving under skies
Never seen by waking eyes.
Children yet, the tale to hear,
Eager eye and willing ear,
Lovingly shall nestle near.
In a Wonderland they lie,
Dreaming as the days go by,
Dreaming as the summers die:
Ever drifting down the stream --
Lingering in the golden gleam --
Life what is it but a dream?
Love
The two sided blade of Passion
Oh! What intrigue that lies within
the heart of the wounded beast,
that neither blade nor words reach.
Softly the wind whispers promises
ere the molten death beware oh!
nevermore the fleeting glimpse of Passion
so incomplete neither sweet promise
or loving glance can take away the need
As dawn the day as wounded night flees,
Passion goes to it's stormy knees.
In submission it bares its neck to fight,
as day dyes the night with bloody gold
Passion revels in its victory over Sanity
and thus it never sees sweet Love.
That dances a sinful web of sincerity,
to catch Passion in its game of deceit
To woe is left the piteous Passion,
that weeps crocodile tears of frustration.
Love slowly takes over where Passion left
taking you body and soul on a journey,
where Sanity can not help and doesn't try.
Love intoxicates as Passion could not
ripping Sanity to shreds without thought.
Passion left with the last laugh of triumph,
as released by Love's hands to find it's job done.
Thus ends the tale of woe where Sanity dies
and Passion reappears.
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