When darkness comes... When Darkness ComesWhen darkness comes... by ~diamond-cut
When darkness comes,
I’m all alone,
Already lost,
Within a sea,
Of helplessness,
I slowly drown,
When darkness comes,
It pulls me down,
It tugs at me,
With blackened hands,
It spites my mind
With bleak assault,
When darkness comes,
It’s all my fault,
Too paltry now
To ever know
Too damaged now
To understand
When darkness comes,
Can’t stay my hand,
Invited knife,
So willing now,
It’s eager vane,
To find my own,
When darkness comes,
There’s no one home,
No reason’d voice,
Or
Beneath the sycamore Beneath the SycamoreBeneath the sycamore by ~diamond-cut
I
We stand beneath the sycamore.
The green tipped buds flick the pale blue skies with eager freshness,
whilst your hair stirs about your face,
Like the grass beneath our feet.
Your eyes glance at me,
Reminding me of frightened birds.
We look to each other, in silence.
Silence is an opportunity then, not a sound.
An opportunity to savour the blossoming affection,
the bud of your mouth proclaims.
II
We stand beneath the sycamore.
The verdant hands wave in the clear warm skies with enthusiastic gaiety,
whilst your hair plays about your face,
like the flowers about our feet.
Your eyes
Orchids Four is pyramidalOrchids by ~diamond-cut
And so is my love for you,
Climaxing in a point.
The orchid does not mimic any such device but
Four hands have we to hold
The orchid before our four eyes' sight.
Does delicate balance pertain
Envisaged serpents beneath the flower?
Love is of one, but takes two
Under three
To complete the four.
Questionning You asked me if I loved you-Questionning by ~diamond-cut
I ask you that today.
I answered then "why yes my love!"
Your answer's gone away.
I will not accept a substitute
Like "if" or "when" or "no"
I will accept no compromise,
If you love me not, then go.
I ask you "do you love me?"
And i really wouldn't mind
If your heart screamed "yes my love!"
But words you couldn't find.
But bitter words betide me
As you answer what I dread,
Not honey coated happiness
But hollowed ash instead.
But i'm still honnoured ^-^ 
Sta.sh
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You should never think "What if it goes wrong?"
You should always think "What if it goes right?"
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