Sianna, The Third

This poem means a lot to me... I wrote it about 2 years ago, not realizing how much of my future (and hers) it would predict. It scares me to read this and make comparisons between this fantasy? and/or reality?



The evening sighed with a bitter taste
Alone, she walked with an aroma of roses behind
A trail of falling petals in gloomy steams of crimson wine

Weeping, walking through the dying sunlight
Passion, the lake of mist wept in her sight

Alone, she walked through the gloom
A garden of passion for roses in bloom
A blade of blood rest beside her hips
The life of a god still pulsating upon her lips

Wherein…she not alone…eyes of the vampire gazing upon her…

I stared contently, frozen upon her perfect figure
With my future in tomorrow resting within forever
Whilst my heart would harden, the wind sifted her hair
As black as the night with a single streak of violet
Matching the skies to which I drifted upon

The golden leaves fall in slow motion beside her
The bare branches reaching to the skies
A rusting season wilts within flames
Whilst a single tear streamed across her pale cheek

How I wish to cure her ailment
I felt myself lured unto she
Where destiny and fate would collide
In watching her weep, it felt as if my heart had died

The aura of the falling sunset bathed the garden
A scent of release and avid growth began
For a taste of hope would arise from here
In just watching her, thou soul cast fear

As vibrant as the opal skies
Tempted by her fragile shine
Entangled in her by wreathing vines
She, my destiny would begin to flourish

Silence held her sweetened tongue
As she exhaled a desirous breath
A sigh escaped from her velvet lips
Whilst a spell of eternity framed the nights wish

Her fragile soul resembled remorse
She deeper in beauty than any creature

About her fingertips
Spider webs with lands of scripture
She dug her hand deep into the soil
As dirt seeped through the cracks of her hands
I had found one other’s minds as light in darkness

Kneeling slowly before the altar
Gently stroking the midnight red rose
With her skin aching and anxious
Eyes, she felt rest upon her

Graceful, spoken with not a breath
Relevance shed unto her skin
In elegant black strands her hair hung
Darker than the sins to willingly come

The sun set in her palms
All words lacked to describe her beauty
Ravishing as it eclipsed the stars

Silent, captivated my eyes upon her flesh
As subtle as the breath she exhaled
A vision of worship at her feet
As I crept through shadows to greet

She as beautiful as fate would deem
To bring meaning to a longing dream
Indescribable, an untouchable fantasy in me
Sianna…the death in beauty…

Captured, I could not depart
Drawn closer to a broken heart

Life had shown no sympathy
Entwined in blood, she my destiny

So cold, Sianna a fallen angel alone
So horribly sad, a smile crept to her face
She the only one in her lonely race

My heart had dropped, she turned towards thee
A gaze of valiant fire, trailing towards me

Thou body felt weary, I stared back at she
A reflection of what I was and never would be
A companion for in which we would ride with darkness
Away, in a horizon damned to fall in fiery desire

Our eyes acquainted through the dense fog
An emotion confining us both
Whilst lighting would bathe the sky
Feeling each other’s emotion weep inside

Her shadow met with thy silhouette
Our blackened eyes danced, she held regret
For never would she hope to open
Hiding behind what was left of herself

With thunderous winds and symphonies of the night
Another smile bloomed as we drifted within one another…
Cinders diminishing throughout the sky of glass
Falling throughout the hallowed grounds

My heartbeat numb, this feeling yet to come
With our gaze acquainted, words I stumbled to find
Disappearing into the gorgeous colors of a diminished sky

And as she came, so she left
Sianna, a haunting dream beside thy silhouette

The light crept swiftly
Upon the emerald blades
A moment hung ‘fore thou eyes
Her presence bittersweet in thou mind

The light had drown the darkness
Now the rain would begin to fall…

In a single tear that she had wept
My heart had been forever scarred in black
Staining myself in the passion of you

My eyes held shut, still I taste your fragrance in the air…

Her aura weaved deep within mine
I would pray to find her here again…

The sun would rise soon
In which I return to thy scarlet shadows
Where dreams of her are livid and longing
For when night shall fall…I will return for her
Away, in a horizon falling in fire

Wherein together…we shall be burning
With these rusted tears of ebony…


/ Lucia /