Gabrielle

Foul snake despair!
Where once you darkened gardens,
another coils there!

Where twice you sliced all hope from me,
and left these present scars.
An insane love now burns above,
the weft of incandescent stars!

Hilt your dripping fangs that range,
skywards to rend apart.
I might have sang of wings unchained,
but long before I locked my heart!

For Gabrielle!

A fit and perfect stitch of foreign parts!
Whose beauty fostered poets,
whose laugh like silver bells,
thawed your bitter winter from my path!

Gabrielle!

Foul snake despair!
Where once you peddled secrets,
another spoils there!

With speech that sweetens drowning,
in deep lagoons of eyes.
And legs that begged apologies,
for lengths that mesmerised.

Spare your hissing sentiments,
for her fee welts more than thine.

Though no malice she weans,
just a palace of dreams,
where windswept chambers pine!

For Gabrielle!

Whose hair-spun onyx is run with gold!
Her rouge lips smack of dark blood,
her name in whisper rolls.
Forever on my tongue, lest her memory dissolve!

Gabrielle!
Oh, Gabrielle!

Once crucified, I would have died a thousand more times.
Just to feel her breath on my neck as a fervent lover.
To drown her sighs in floods of tears, so well refined.
And blind from spying her in the arms of others!

Gabrielle!
Gabrielle!

Buried inside, where she's all but mine.
Save for those that dine on her perfect carcass!

Gabrielle!
Gabrielle!

Foul snake despair!
Where once you wreaked my misery,
another toils there!

For long lost Gabrielle,
whose nightly spreading grin,
persists in other faces,
by whom I'm slowly taken in!