She came looking for me one dark fateful night
Last June
From the very Flesh of the Lost Gods
She said
Like a magician at around two in the afternoon
Slowly approaching with a certain swagger
As if looking for a new acquisition
In the confines of my deepest of sleep
A dark queen
An Elemental called Misha
Of which there is no opposition
Dressed from head to toe in purple
Blue and crowned in green ivy
Creating such a fashionable juxtaposition
Walking as though she was on a secret mission
Through widened corridors filled with darkened pines
Surrounded and followed by hundreds of lines of sad hollowed out old men who she left
Constantly seeking and thirsting for her divine attention
As they pleaded and whined
That Lady
Voluptuous and so heart-stoppingly seductive
She now nightly
Just visits around three am
Where she begs we should stride out like reunited old souls
In indistinguishable old grey and green coats
To soar the lower levels of the Astral Realms
Striking like red spells from baptised bows
Into its viscous ever-spinning rainbows of never-ending Immortality
Where only the blessed few may go to see its magical Desert Rose
To unspoken places where we would pass shades of long winters
Once spent whimpering in silence for each other until sounds erupted in chaotic violence
Leaving them adrift in the swirling smog as they are cast aside
Like deadweights in the fog of the Eternal Gardens
As old cries are pardoned
When we escape beyond loveless lands filled with strange withering shapes
To then stride forth like married beggars
The Alpha and her Omega
Lost on one of the Universe's many unreachable railways
Littered with love letters
And through its blackest of sludge
Towards the bright lights in the near distance
We should tirelessly
Arm in arm trudge
Stepping in-between grimy shadows and the hordes of beseeching souls below
Forever bellowing and crying out in unison for all to see
To the trueness of the New Sun
With shrieks filled with primal fear and ecstasy
As we must fly to where we are appointed to be
Past the grim ashes of damnation which below us will flow
Where we will watch the hordes like ants go hither and forth
We are destined to share the air of history for a brief moment in its long night
She always preaches
Twins souls who once dared to reach for the unreachable lights
In another fragmented twilight
Mountains below us will dance a strange Argentine tango as we soar
Dark anxious memories now forgotten
Will lay crying below us
Upon Pythorus darkened undulating snake-filled wet
Black and white dance floors
No more to rise and roar
In the distance
With hands clasped together tightly
We will look deep into each other’s eyes
With no signs of resistance or interference as our eyes glow
She says it's a sacred truth
And it's why she always comes around
To celebrate the day when I know and remember that I have been found
For she feels we'll get there someday
To visit old stalls within strange celestial halls
When we are eventually recalled
The Elemental and her darkened Prince
Who soon will move together forever as one
In DreamLand
For our joining has always been planned by the Unseen Hand
And then I wake
Always still seeing her
Standing by the Great Black Gates as the daybreaks
As she smiles and whispers
I'll be waiting
For as long as it takes
Copyright John Duffy
