Striding on the lamplit streets, staring at the moon

To mourn you is to feel The Raven Queen's love shining among the gloom

I'm taking care of my mind, body and my heart

Like you would have wanted if you'd not reft me apart

Mistakes, I've made more than a few

And still I recall crying for disappointing You

Ere we lost each others' embrace and tether

And for Your little bird, always a feather

Like the river in your throne room my words flow free

Yet your obsidian collar still binds me

An Archangel bound and tied to a Goddess's whims

Willingly worshipping, atoning for sins

Never again to admire and worship Your mortal form with devotion

Still daily I go about serving as you would love, with emotion

Setting candles at the table, making your favorite dinner

Soy for me, meat for you, just like you taught me

Though only one sits to dine

I feel your presence so divine

I pray you walk one day through

And begin our love anew

Till then these rituals go apace

Offerings, altars, still in subspace

I whisper goodnight, tell you of our day

What our daughter likes to play

The pain of your absence still raw and deep

Yet in my head your voice sings me to sleep

The "Masterpiece" song, for I am your opus

A canvas bearing your unique focus

Still in the making, still crying to sleep

Yet happy for the pain, a piece of you I can keep

A devotee, your property

And though I whisper only to the air

The ghost of your guidance is relief beyond compare

Still I pray for your arrival, unannounced and yet anticipated

Still I crave your guidance and love, my pain obliterated

Till then, I write, cook, and try to succeed

To make you proud, to make you believe

I hope your life is full of great joy and compassion

I hope one day you'll wish to meet again

Till then, and always, I belong to you, Goddess Morrigan

My First Attempt At Rap: Your Celestial Chessboard- January

Gods have favored me with a throw of the dice

Captivating me as I ponder the price

Purple flames in an ivory facade

Coalesce around my wings

The monument claims me

The web of words tame me

And among the clouds, a blackened grin

Thunderous fingers stroke my back with lightning

Chains of lies bind me as I lay fighting

Fiery devotion burns bright in sunken eyes

I plead ever further to be more deprived

I lay behind the bars of the cage we constructed

Sitting next to me your lips parted slightly

Vapor wafts towards me as I ponder the clues

Sifting through your fabrics of fantasy and truths

With everything you rip from me

My devotion beats violently

Pounding on the bars as I bare all my scars

Door opens, wind rushes through

Lightning scars me with the truth

You're laying in contentment and I'm broken

Truth revealed but never spoken

I paid the price for your great new life

Hope it's worth something cause I lost my fight

Standing in the ruins of our intricacy

The weight of your words is still crumbling me

Still my heart beats violently

yet my soul clings to the bars

Still I never wish to leave this prison or its scars

Still I beg to shine and glow

Spread my wings and let it flow

Lay myself across your boots

Letting you kill me with your truth

Maybe I've just had enough of all the lies

Maybe suffering won't happen

Maybe I'll find peace in sadness

Whatever the cost I figure

Each day without you the hole grows bigger

For if a gift without return is the greatest deed

Forever shall I give it, forever shall I bleed

I wish not for bandages, only for recognition

I wish not for sympathy, I wish for more restrictions

I beg for utter bliss and loss

A window into life

I beg for the sweet fire and frost

To bite me and extract the cost

What is devotion if there is expectation?

Should I not bless your lashes of lightning with adulation

And if I could only request one last bone

I'd ask to earn through service without reward

The chance to go with you at the end

In your dress and your wings, singing the hymn

Stroking my hair, your black lips in a grin

Smiling the last at your loyal slave

Always loyal, springing the fastest

For you, Morrigan, Semper Paratus