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Vivianne’s Lament

Aubrey Beardsley [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
My King,
Ages have passed
Since you called me
Last from the cold
Depths of my dreaming
*
You speak and the
Country trembles.
Might giants whisper
Your name as a
Nightmare to their
Progeny and I hear.
*
The icy chill of
Air against my
Dark, dank, water-
Logged flesh. My hair
Once the color of the sun, drowned and
Matted, a dirt caked white.
*
But I hear you and pull
Myself from my aquatic
Slumber. Why can’t I find you,
My ageless King? Has your slumber
On that eternal isle been broken to
Save us? Or are you decayed and broken
Yourself?
*
I race to look, but the pebbles
Dig into my bare feet
Causing me to spill
Some of that sacred, crimson
Liquor, and I can’t find you.
But your voice echoes like wind through
Branches, trees, nature itself.
*
Still, one is willing to bleed for the
Beauty of your tone, if only
I can find you. The trees raise their
Limbs to evangelize to
This heathen goddess, but I heed not
Their actions.
*
I still feel you and long to
Find you. To feel the calibur of
Your kingly character is my sun.
I turn to its radiance but never feel the
Warmth on my face. Bring me back to
Existence, back to being needed.
*
My jaundiced and paper-skinned hands
Cling tightly to the Burnished iron, rusting,
But the magic is still there and belongs to
You. It rings with your call but cannot find
Your worthy form.
*
Please, come back to me.
If you desire, I’ll be your
Lady, always. No matter what
Lance or Lot may attempt to
Spear me.