Master of the Skies

Posted May 05, 2009 by World23 / comments 0 comments / Print / Font Size Decrease font size Increase font size

About a man who must part from the woman he loves, because of his inner demons.

Woman:  What are you telling me, my love?  Is it really necessary for you to go away?  I'm bound by contract,     word, and deed to always be by your side.  But now, you say you must leave me.  All I ask is, why?  Are you afraid to commit your life to me?

Man:  No, my love.  But it is more complex than that.  I am a hungry tyrant within.  For the beast within me cannot be quelled or tamed.  Goodbye, goodbye, my one and only love.  For you are the light that shines over me.

Woman:  Now and forever, let me lay down beside the graves of the many who were cut down to their knees.  My body cries out to the Lord.  Please rescue me from the tides that burn up the sky.  I shall follow you into your angry flames, my Holy One.  Please, won't you guide me home?  I'm thirsty for your life giving spirit.  Rid my heart of disease my guilty planks have become.  I will not rot away inside a corpse shell, once your hand guides me out of the darkness and raises me up higher than the sky.

Man:   I shall bequeath my Lord.  I shall bequeath my Lord.  I am not ready to die in these unparallel chains.  Master of the skies, and all that is below, on, and above the earth, spanning the galaxy, I drown my sorrow in honey, wine and chocolate.  For you are the world's salvation, my one and only flame.  Congregate my spirit with the sweet scents of apples and cinnamon, sugar and spices.  Your holy light purifies me.  Give me a piece of the Holy Spirit.  I will remise my life.  I will remise my life.  You will be my true light, and always be my guide.

Woman:  Time will rectify the stoned table that is my holy foundation of which I lay down my creed.  Your riches shall never falter.  Golden relics shall never compromise you.  My safety net is you.  I will enlighten the many who hunger for a piece of the sky.

Man:  I am the clothing that drapes your golden soul.  You are the darkness that burns inside my steamy heart.  Your laughter is the hungry mold that shapes my destiny.  The spark from your icy eyes is the tomb of which I am buried, and your thunder is the demon who breeds havoc inside my cryptic mind.

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