Gabrielle

Foul snake despair,
where once you darkened gardens
another coils there!

Where twice you sliced all hope from me
and left these present scars,
an insane love now burns above.
The weft of incandescent stars!

Hilt your dripping fangs that
range skywards to rend apart.
I might have sang of wings unchained
but long before I locked my heart...

For Gabrielle!

A fit and perfect stitch of foreign parts!
Whose beauty fostered poets, whose laugh
like silver bells thawed your bitter
winter from my path!

Gabrielle!

Foul snake despair,
where once you peddled secrets
another spoils there!

With speech that sweetens drowning
in deep lagoons of eyes, and legs
that begged apologies for lengths
that mesmerised.

Spare your hissing sentiments
for her fee welts more than thine.
Though no malice she weans,
just a palace of dreams where
windswept chambers pine.

For Gabrielle,
whose hair-spun onyx
is run with gold!

Her rouge lips smack of dark blood,
her name in whisper rolls forever on
my tongue lest her memory dissolve!

Gabrielle...

Once crucified I would have
died a thousand more times
just to feel her breath on
my neck as a fervent lover.

To drown her sighs in floods
of tears so well refined,
and blind from spying her
in the arms of others!

Gabrielle...

Buried inside
where she's all but mine.
Save for those that dine
on her perfect carcass!

Gabrielle...

Foul snake despair,
where once you wreaked my misery
another toils there!

For long lost Gabrielle
whose nightly spreading grin
persists in other faces
by whom I'm slowly taken in!