I
Thine absence from my side doth scourge my soul,
You've changed so that I barely know you now,
The Sonnets
by Broken Angel
My fallen angel, shadow-darkened love.
Thy heart seemed pure, but it was black as coal;
As death-dark steel concealed in velvet glove.
Thy haunted eyes consume my dreams at night,
My mind by day, my ev'ry waking thought.
Each atom of myself is deep in blight;
Thine absence changes all my joys to naught.
Though once so dear, thou art mine enemy,
And hate and love do lie as close as air
Within my heart, which once knew all of thee,
And still holds close the secrets we have shared.
And thus, dark heart, I can not hate thee yet;
Not until I our sometime love forget.
II
Become a deadly creature, full of grace.
The innocence you feigned so well somehow
Has vanished from your cold and empty face.
The glowing verdure of your emerald eyes
Has changed from warmth and promise to a threat
And may god help the foolish soul who tries
To crack those eyes and gaze into their depths.
And yet your presence haunts me every day—
I see you still in glimpses in dark streets—
And quiet noises make me turn and pray
That what I hear's the soft sound of your feet.
My need for you remains despite the rage
That's trapped inside my heart, as in a cage.
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