The Eternity After

From the first he held the power
as she walked into her fate,
while inside her spirit cowered:
him she could not un-create.

And he took her soul storm ravaged,
then erased romantic dreams,
unlocked pysche deeply savaged,
which she'd tried to leave unseen.

Then he molded her and fashioned,
'til she saw what she would be,
and filled her with a passion,
to be mermaid of His sea.

She exists in living for him,
she aches with soul's desire,
to be complement and love's hymn,
to fill his life with fire.

And she sees his yearning passion,
will submit to his demands,
and remain the one he's fashioned,
and the one he now commands.

She's a physical desire
shorn of all to passion's greed,
she's a maw to quench his fire,
only body for his seed.

In an elegant hotel room,
she stands in her submission,
as they squander dreams of love's bloom
to their needs and their fruition.

And the worlds she oft created,
she can't write to ease her pain
for the dreams are locked and gated,
barred by soul's tenacious chains.

And Lady of the fantasy,
who has found her half-soul's bond
will meet her barren destiny,
in the emptiness beyond.©

RAC 1-19-99