Melisande

A brief poem about Melisande. If you don't know of her ... You should.

She was beautiful in the way another woman never would be…
…Strong and powerful…
… Seductive and cruel…
And when she walked, she walked on the hearts of men, those poor fools.
And when she spoke, ah, it was like fire…
… To scorch all thoughts of others…
…And leave only her.
A violent lover, she leaves scars like a deadly caress…
…And I can think of nothing but the cupid’s bow of her lips.
To love her is a death wish…
…I have most willingly given…
An endless eternity of pain and humiliation.
But her absences…
… Sweet Goddess, spare me…