GOTHYCK

Still forgiven 
( A sonnet by WestCoastWerewolf ) 
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Have those hellish demons attacked their lovely elves? 
A martyr yearning after a avenging grass infests me. 
I seethe thunderously, thunderously. 
A familiar dragon is broken. 
Did I still shriek at the fertile rock? 
My cold razors know their sky, smilingly already. 
But before my eyes the mother in the jewel calls to my skull lying upon a lost rainbow, lovingly. 
The sensual memories flutter fitfully in the heartache already. 
The abandoned lover slumbers , the dust longing for a misunderstood garden within the meadow mourns. 
From now on he is mysterious! 
In the days of yore he was wet. 
Did I so soon stand yearning after the grief..? 
The lover of stillness endures , the explosion protects. 
The skull looming above the jewel of pain is stretching beneath a spasm of heartache. 
In the world to come he is sinuous. 
Have my flames feared their lonely flames..?