The Last Storm
The Last Storm
It was another dusk, when I got
The earnest call, I nearly forgot
It was raining, it was a feast
I had to attend, like a beast
She groaned, she gasped in pain
I had to dash despite the rain.
It was hard for me to ignore
The storm grinned, the wind did roar
Like the throbs eating me away,
I came, crimson cheeks made a sway
Enough to vex me, to hold me close,
To show the fury a silence she chose.
By her or by my heaven's will
Silent we stayed together, for long until
I stood up and put my cloak off,
The gloves I laid aside, with a little scoff
She glanced at me and I knelt
By her side, with my hair untied.
Barefoot, she stood up, took some dust
Handful, I wondered what I must
Do then, she sat by me again,
A fire from heart did reach my brain.
Murmuring I smiled with all love I had,
She looked, she watched and hardly said a word.
I told her how the man kissed me
With flame and love and obscure glee.
She listened and made her fists so strong
That they trembled."Wrong!Wrong!"
She screamed and got hold of my hair.
Laid her cheek on my shoulder, bare.
I dreamt of him. I dreamt and dreamt
When she dared to make her first attempt
To kiss me, kiss, that sudden jolt
I could not bear, I tried to bolt
She smiled at my being blushed, a grin
I could never forget, I have seen
Her eyes, her forehead, glazing in sweat,
I embraced her at last and could not but let
The poison rush through and through my tongue,
I slept, it was a merry song she sung.
I felt my strings of hair strangling my throat,
Blood oozing from her nostrils, so remote
I heard him saying "Marry me, dear!"
I shivered and fell flat with no fear.
I could feel cold sweat and blood
Dropping from my lady, on my throat, the mud
On my gown was quite dry meanwhile,
We slept and slept much together, a mile
Far was my home, my lord was there,
I smiled for the last time, with a sneer.