angel with the eyes of ice

oh, All of my
most recent words
they are intended
to entice!..

that Angel with
The Eyes of Ice.

(who melts my
Soul.)

j.s.h.

dear imaginary fan.

Dear Imaginary Fan.
____________________

Should I dream
how Emerson
Dreamt?

(for all the
world to see.)

Or weep as
Nietzsche
wept?!

(A Dead
Horse beaten
by The Fists
of Destiny.)

Oh, Heaven
and Hell have
Always Crept.

(throughout the
Pages of History.)

WIth Secret
Chapters written,
(and kept) by
Reclusive Men
Like Me!

_

If an Angel
trips upon it's
Pride and Falls
(again) to Earth,

will it tempt
(with Lust) The
Primitive Mind?

(and Steal Our
Second Birth.)

_

Should I keep
This Truth a
Mystery?

(buried in My
Heart.)

Though it
makes me
The Mate of
Misery!

(Perpetually
Hiding In The
Dark.)
___

Oh, if only
Heaven and
Hell did not
so often seem,
like interchangeable
Realities made!

(By a Reclusive
Gods' Imagining.)

J.Stephen.H.

such roses never last.

Roses Never Last.
___________________

I sit up
Eating Words
until I Shit
My Heart Out
for you.

(but the smell
of Roses
makes it all
seem worth
it.)
_

Did you
ever think
it would be
The End so
Quickly?

That I
would Rant
away The Hope
We Had
For Better
Things?

I Always
figured that I'd
talk myself
back into
The Lonely.

(and Perish
Due To The
Torment
Our Love
Brings.)
_

Still,..
I Wish
I could've
touched
your Heart
enough so that
you didn't Shit
Me Out This Fast,

but..I imagine
it's only Nature.

(Considering
such Roses Never
Last.)

j.stephen.h.

without you i am damned

without you i am damned.
__________________

I hate it when
I make you Cry..

(inspiring Sickness
in an Angels Heart.)

Your Tears could
cause Shooting
Stars to Die.

(and Make The
World Turn Dark.)

Forgive me Love
for What I Am..

for
you deserve
so
Much Better..

than a Haunted,
Broken Man!

(who is
Darker since
we're
Not Together.)

My Love is
True in Spite
my Errors...

Truer than
The Truest
Truth!

Truer than
The Midnight
Terrors!

(which
stained
My Soul in
Youth.)

so
Forgive me
my Love..

for
everything
I Am. (and
cannot Be.)

but
Without You
I Am Damned!

(and deprived
of Destiny.)

j.stephen.h.