|Hai no Hana
Author: D-Scyther PM
So long... so hard... so late...Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Fantasy - Words: 414 - Reviews: 5 - Favs: 1 - Published: 08-19-03 - id: 1384031
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Hai no Hana
Such a narrow path to follow
To seize the one moment of truth
To hold you in my affectionate arms
To utter these heartfelt, immortal words
Bliss trails the heavens, blazing streaks
Red and orange, I see the smile
On your face that lingers among the stars
I see the whole of you that warms my heart
But… will the paths to part away
Always curve back towards the day,
The day my spirit gazes upon you?
Keeping distance I simply cannot do?
Why I ask, mystical flower
That I be bound by cruel chains
To mossy dungeon walls and cobblestone,
Cobblestone floors feeding upon my blood?
Seek down through your distant window
And watch as blooded flowers bloom
Aurora lights trace, feel the anguished curves
Of my palm, I urge the need to endure
Crumbling down as I lose my sight,
My fantasy of you and I
Waltzing through the light of silver midnight
Watching a sky on an oasis' cry
Parallel worlds, what have I done
To even dream of you and I
And all the enchantment to deserve you?
Hiding as your servant, I dare to dream
A content yet helpless servant
But he burns perilous desires
Long feared I have the day of unmasking
If rejection vanquishes all my hopes
Mystical flower, I envy
Your scouring untouched purity
Your humble reflection against the stream
Of stones and pebbles, Of life and sorrow
Your smiles, twirling like ice and snow
My heart, beating like spring and fall
Escaping the cloak of uncertainty
I search for my verdict to end it all
Unshackled from the cruel chains
Unbound from the blood-soaking floors
Seeing through, Aurora lights, running back,
Mystical flower, endured have I now
Heart and spirit, I seek you now
Constellations, pointing to you
My verdict has come, my verdict has come
Eternity of warmth, I give to you
Hopes of spring, the joy of summer
The reality of Autumn
But why is it an eternal winter?
Of shattered hearts and flowers of ashes?
Aurora lights, shackled I'm still
Bounded to cobblestone floors still
Feeding no longer on my blood of hope
Yet refusing to bloom tear-shed flowers
Mystical flower, where are you?
Struck of an unfair consequence
Lost I am now in this wicked dungeon
Mystical flower, Mystical Flower
Why turn into a flower of ashes?