Lenore :Poetry

I spied you night after night,
startled by rustling curtains,
absorbed with grief,
Decadent Damnation
you'd embraced after I'd gone

To love you
had been the highest honor,
my angst filled poet of yore
Eloquent Evasion
in every breath you took

I sent the bird to you,
answering your question
if there was balm in Gilead
Tortured Treasure,
your heart would not heed

"Ever More," it uttered
"Nevermore" you swore
and closed the veil between us
Disastrous Disbelief
forever separating us

Your crying came from
beyond the veil,
it called to me,
Carrion Comfort
for the remainder of your life.

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