This is inspired by a story that I wrote in 2001 for Gargoyles. No infringement intended. Gargoyles belongs to Disney.
RED VELVET DREAMS TORN ASUNDER
Her lips murmur the words
as we walk through the forest
and we find ourselves bathed in moonlight
The folds of your wings are velvet on my skin
The Owl watches in silence as our lips meet
I, your Muse, sigh your name in contentment.
Do you hear me as I whisper your name?
I call to the depths of your soul
as we both reckon the sheer majesty of this love.
What is it that inspires me so?
This symphony of the One Heart and Soul
You are drawn to me and I come undone.
Your scent lingers around me
And need draws us together
Let me see the love that lies beyond sight.
Ecstasy and torment remain
As glowing embers grown into an inferno
Also the pain grips us.
I call out your name into the night
And your wings envelop me
As we make the heavens our Dominion
Vision of perfection is before me
Secret thoughts become the spoken word
As rapture grows between us.
Do you remember the nights under the stars?
As we made promises and shared dreams?
Where are you now?
Where is my Dearheart? He asks.
Have you asked upon a distant star?
Does she think of me now?
The One You Once called Dearheart
Is broken and weary of this life
Yet forward she goes into the future.
With Jagged Edges of a shattered heart.
The One You Once Called Dearheart
Stares into the night sky
Alone in that sacred Wilderness.
We once flew to impossible heights
Now, she sees only the void.
She is waiting there for you in her memories
Crying upon a bed verdant leaves
Red velvet Dreams no longer she sees.
She sees only the darkness of betrayal
And the vivacity of your lies.
No longer her beloved Mate and Protector
Where wild roses once grew
Scarlet petals lay dry and dead
Their redolence is a scented threnody.
A Moment in the Sun
Was the dream she clung to
The One You Once Called Dearheart.
The sun also rises
Crimson anger tingeing every silver cloud
My breath fails her as her soul slowly passes beyond.
Heavy Twilight Descends
Upon the One You Once Called Dearheart
Her Crimson Cleric has torn Red Velvet Dreams Asunder.
Waiting there she lies
She longs for the wings of her Beloved Mate and Protector
and for the brush of sweet Velvet
against her beating heart.
Her finger traces platinum folds
As she remembers the winged embrace
of the One That Once Called Her Dearheart
She drove the Sire's Passion
as he claimed her with a kiss
He slowly consumed her until only love remained.
His kisses were wicked
As they brought paradise to her.
Now she stands alone.
His Love became nectar
That fired her need and longing
Her Very Soul Quaked.
As a Moth To a flame
Velvet wings claimed her
Walls around her heart fell.
Yet his betrayal was swift
deliberate and strong and without mercy
As he tore asunder red velvet dreams.
She loved him fiercely and well.
She begs either for a miracle
Or an end to the torment.
His silent roar of treachery
has infused pain into her heart
She is marked by his duplicity.
He gloats in the glory
Of bringing the Once He Once Called Dearheart
In humility to her knees.
No gentleness comes, no respite given
With the rising of the morning son
Whispered red velvet dreams of hope die.
"We are forever," He lied.
"Eternally Linked, we cannot be broken
Love is forged and everlasting."
As the Owl watches
A single melody softly heard mingles with
The silent weeping and falling tears.
Dearheart weeps softly
Longing for his embrace
Of the one she once called Beloved Mate and Protector
Then, she remembers in that sacred grove
Promises made and broken
And regains her dignity.
Yet, her heart mourns
For the love lost and for the one
That Once Called her Dearheart.
And to her sanctum
as slumber gives her Red Velvet Dreams Torn Asunder
"I love you." He once whispered to her on the edge of sleep.
One night in slumber, now she only knows nightmares
of Red Velvet Dreams Torn Asunder.
When I was Your Dream.
The One You Once Called Dearheart.