Moments: 1997
Poems by Eden Blackthorn


Twilight Dance
Moment
A Thought
Dream
Secrets
Life's Labryinth
Mirage
Tarot's Prayer
Melt
The Calling
Spoken But Unsaid
Forever & Always

Twilight Dance

They stand on a field of an unseen statue within its center. Tentative, is the first step; light approaches dark. He watches, wary. Light flutters like silken scarves, wooing the dark to her; an attraction that both feel and neither can resist. Slowly, light unfurls her splendor twirling about dark, drawing him to her until the dark engulfs her within his majestic night.

And they dance.

Light and dark slowly moving together within a dream... hard lines between them soften, fade until there is only grey. Grey that is the twilight within them. That is them. A dichotomy made whole again, swirling in the joyous reunion. Knowing nothing more than their forbidden dance.

And then, there comes the time that light and dark must pause within their dance and go separate ways. They take a bit of each other within them. For what is light without the dark or dark without the light.

As they remember their twilight dance....

Moment

Thoughts of light
Dreams of night
Shades of grey

She holds out her hand to him, not trusting herself to speak.

A moth to the flame.
A dance with the devil.
A curiosity that burns to the core.

He takes her to him; sensing her. Pleased by her desire.

Dreams of light
Shades of night
Thoughts in grey.

A Thought

The person inbetween
Is not what they seem.

The hand reaches out
From within...
Trying to grasp
What's in the dream.

Comes away red,
Blood not of sin.

Dream
Was it a dream?

All the sweet words and glances.
All the sweet moonlight dances.
All the loving as time rushed by.
All the loving as we touched the sky.

Was it a dream?

All the things together we shared.
All the things together we dared.
All the passion of promises spoken.
All the passion of rules broken.

Was it a dream?

All the hopes of futures bright.
All the hopes whispered in the night.

Was it a dream?

Was it all just a dream?

Secrets
Secrets are dangerous things

Have you ever carried a secret, knowing that it could destory you?
Have you ever held your tongue, afraid to tell the truth?
Have you ever been caught between your duty and fear?
Have you ever felt the despair of knowing one day you would have to speak?

Secrets

How long can you carry such a burden?
How long can you wait, knowing the hurt it will cause?
How long can you know fear of doing the right thing?
How long can you feel your heart breaking in the pain?

Secrets are dangerous things.

Can I look you in the eye and not reveal what I know?
Can I look at myself and smile at what I see there?
Can I look to the other and know the pain that I may cause?
Can I look in my heart and have the strength to do the right thing?

Secrets

I will tell you, at a time of my choosing. (Can you taste the pain?)
I will tell you, and wait for your reaction. (Can you see the burden?)
I will tell you, watching the pain that is to come. (Can you hear the fear?)
I will tell you, and finally know the truth. (Can you feel the beat of my heart?)

Secrets are dangerous things.

God, how I hate secrets.

Life's Labyrinth
I walk the Labyrinth of my mind, turning this way and that. I know I cannot go retreat, only going forward. Each step I take changes the Labyrinth. Each crossroads is new path in my journey. What I seek, I do not know. I will know when I find it. Isn't that always the way?

Searching, seeking, wandering. Am I lost? No. No more lost than when I started. The wall are high and impenetrable... smooth and opaque, impossible to climb. The urge is there to escape from this Labyrinth to see what lies ahead, to see what awaits me... to see what is at the End.

But to know the End is to know the Beginning is to know the Now. The Mystery is gone and each turn would become nothing more than one step after another.... making the journey a rote, separating me from it. Separating me from the reason I walk the maze. I must walk it as it was meant to be. That is the only way I will learn.

My head held high, my eyes bright. This turn, I run to without a thought. That crossroads I approach with trepidation. When I choose my path, I will close the door to the others forever. This gives me pause. How will I know which path to take? Each step evolves me. Each step builds upon the other, making me what I am today.

I walk the Labyrinth of my mind, turning this way and that. I cannot retreat, only go forward.... for this is the Labyrinth of my Life.

Mirage
A vision of beauty is what you see.
I am all that you want, all I can be.
Your lover, your mistress, your slave...
Your mother, your angel, your maid.
I do the things that make you feel fine.
Soothe your emotions and quiet your mind.

Tell me what you want me to be.
I am a doll... the Goddess.
I am she.

Tell me what you want me to do.
I am a puppet... the Mistress.
I am for you.

I am all that you want, all that you see.
Do not try to touch the inner me.
If you reach to capture me whole,
Seeking my mind, my heart, my soul...
The sands will slip through your fingers,
And as the parting touch of me lingers.
You will suddenly find...
I was only an image in your mind.

Tarot's Prayer

Maiden, Warrior, Mother, Crone -
Guide my hand by yours alone.
Let this reading be True and sound,
The future revealed; the hidden found.

Rover, Guardian, Hunter, Guide -
With me always, by my side.
I pray for Guidance and for Sight.
Protect me with your golden Light.

The Cards are shuffled.
The Cards are dealt.
The Door is opened,
The Power felt.

Let me see with open eyes,
Speak the Truth; tell no lies.
And when the future is revealed,
Until nothing more is concealed,
Remember that the future is not set in stone...
Guide me, Maiden, Warrior, Mother, Crone.

Maiden, Warrior, Mother and Crone.

Melt
Things that make me melt...
Gifts of love, heartfelt.
The beauty of a setting sun...
The scent of bread, perfectly done.

A single white rose, wet with dew...
Hearing those words, "I love you."
Whiskers on kittens to tickle my nose...
Watching the butterfly to see where it goes.

First morning's cuddle, safe and warm...
The baby fresh scent of my sister's newborn.
Reading my book on a cold afternoon...
A flickering candle to chase away the gloom.

Light warm kisses on the back my neck...
Drawing the "The Lovers" from my Tarot deck.
His gentle touch, on the small of my back...
Stealing the covers, with just the right knack.

The love in his eyes when he enters the door...
Stolen kisses that make me want more.
The taste of chocolate on the tip of my tongue...
The beautiful sound of poetry sung.

A hand in my hair, holding me tight...
Nibbles up my neck, the soft lovebite.
The very first steps of a journey begun....
A secret surprise of mischievious fun.

A strong kiss, taking my breath away...
A smoldering glance, telling me to stay.
The whispered voice, murmuring a command....
The body's warm rush, at passion's demand.

Singing my favorite song, on the radio...
Dancing together, sensual and slow.
Little things, seen, touched and felt....
These are the things that make my heart melt.

The Calling

From an ancient need,
Something Dark Calls to me.
From an ancient deed,
I hear You Calling me.

Something in the night, awakens me from sleep.
Something from within, something dark and deep.
I hear the Call and know not what to do.
I am drawn to it, drawn to You.

Something has come, something from within.
Something beyond time, beyond mortal sin.
I hear the Call and move to the stair.
I am frightened. I know You're there.

From an ancient night,
Something Dark Calls to me.
From an ancient rite,
I hear You Calling me.

Something waits as I come to the door.
Something is there, just one step more.
I hear the Call and obey Your demand.
I am for You, Yours to command.

Something snares me, with an entrancing gaze.
Something of passion, I see His eyes blaze.
I hear the Call and know I am lost
I go to You. I know the cost.

From an ancient time,
Something Dark Calls to me.
From an ancient rhyme,
I hear You Calling me.

Something has captured me whole
Something claims my body, my soul.
I hear the Call and know what I must do.
I must surrender myself, yield to You.

Something awakens my mind, my memory, my thought.
Something gives me what, I've always sought.
I hear the Call and know it's true.
I know the Dark, is within me, too.

From an ancient race,
Something Dark Calls to me.
From an ancient place,
I hear You Calling me.

I am that Something, from the dark and the deep.
You have awoken me, from my everlasting sleep.
I hear Your Call, and revel in the sweet sound.
Together we are One, forever we are Bound.

From an ancient need,
Something Dark Calls to me.
From an ancient deed,
I hear You Calling me.

Spoken but Unsaid
Though I cannot say it outloud, as I think of you.
I feel it in my heart, and know it's true.
Late at night, safe and warm in my bed.
These words of my heart, Spoken But Unsaid.

All the hopes, and all the dreams.
A chance of love, all that it means.
To open that door for another once more.
Souls entwined, ever to soar.

Yet the fear is still present and bold.
What of the lies that were once told?
The emotions whirl chaotically in my head.
Can I trust you with words, Spoken But Unsaid?

You are not the loves lost from before.
Not the one who left me broken and heartsore.
Honor, Strength and Love, you offer to me.
Hope of a bright future, for all to see.

The day will come, to meet heart to heart.
To know true love, and never to part.
When I look in your eyes, offering the rose red,
The words will be Spoken, and no longer Unsaid.

Forever & Always
A gentle friendship became something stronger,
A love to last so much longer.
(An intimate thought, a gentle touch.)

My best friend, my only lover.
A love as magical as winter's first cover.
(A devilish grin, and a playful hug.)

You are the one, my Gallant Knight,
To pull me close and hold me tight.
(A special smile, a secret desire.)

So where ever you are
And where ever you go,
I will love you.
This I pledge,
With my heart and my soul.
(Then, a passionate kiss.)

Forever and Always.

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