The seas have beckoned ghostly castles home
As waves are shattered on the cliff’s façade
While spirits, unflinching en promenade,
Are found where vestiges behold their doom.
In rarest touches – finality’s bane –
A pox upon the hope of waking joys
Where bittersweet memories dare employ
Renewed belief in her eternal reign.
For ‘twas his soul laid bare which hastened cries,
From whence her sorrows drowned all his desire
And blackened hearts were burnt upon her lies.
As he lingers, her presence stays his ire,
Her smile a knife upon his breast, for her demise –
The price she paid for his eternal fire.
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