Siren Song
It seems that a wind is pushing us together
towards a snaky road that effuses in Chaos
and one ribbon of mystery dark, and tender,
of magical tales I heard before, a glee endow.
So, maybe was something your voice said
whispering in my ear as dusk descended
and it was my promise to invite you as a wed,
in my solitude I wore your glance attended.
Cause you are distant; Far in a pasture ghostly,
spirits of darkness in scriptures apocryphal,
as Aglaope's astounding face, bends softly,
to guile me in carnivorous feast, Leucosia lethal.
A song of longing by Himerope, in Molpe music,
buckling my heart, as Parthenope my maiden is,
and Ligeia shrills fear, Teles perfect acoustics,
Raidne improves our bond, and Peisino persists.
Thelxepeia, Thelxeteira, Thelxiope sooth me,
my soul hurts; a beatitude deathly assemblege
Aglaophonos angelic song, a mind's eloquence
they beckon, faces of Eden, wet eyes glaze..
They bind me in eternal paths to come closer,
a blandiloquent reason in caliginous nightly calls,
to bestow, my aching soul, a solitude border
to surpass, and reach for an unknown cockle.
So, I loved you all, your comely invitation to dark
I loved; comeuppance beauties will devour flesh
and drink, drink Crimson spilled, their eerie hark,
I enfold, as it transfuses to a malevolence I bless.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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