lovers luck

Flowing red hot
Misdirected, scheming
Changing mans lot
Unwitting lemming
Wandering the light fields in darkeness
Cutting the oath sharpness
Winding, twisting, all the while
Amuzing in grotesque style
The hallowed halls of truth and beauty
Draping the softeness, sharp, sultry
Denying the wants of honorable men
Changing the depths of wit and when
This monstrous flow, discordant shrew
Twist the angellic dew
Find the cracks twixt trust
And insert the fiend of lust
To sour the sweet taste
And end the joining post haste
Though few that rise to the heavens
Atop their passion unleavened
Find anchors denying them passage
Cannot the monsters and ghosts assauge
Wailing the demented depths
Blindly wallowing in the crypts
Of despair, of twilight
The one in shining white
Far off dream, to true for real
Seems the soured deal
Finding truth amidst the muck
Rise, phoenix, rise above
Unshackle what pulls the dove
And find the lovers luck