Escort

I saw fire in its eyes tonight,
a pyre where otherwise void,
and a question in its mind,
but no breath inside its lungs,
where it might call out, instead
it remained perched and stood staring
piercing straight through my regret,
and I knew why it came different tonight
as opposed to every night before,
but just like all of those nights
I was ready, and I knew what was coming,
my friend, my consort, my escort
from here to the very end,
ebony, and as clever as constant,
so sly, so smooth, and as quick as death.

Relive

Refuse to answer and deny the call,
stand your ground and accept no apologies,
five years after and it's finally come to end,
so change your course for the worse,
hold your footing and revive the past,
five days dead and keep the count,
use your fists and force your will,
demand relief and instill the fear,
five more minutes and you'll be dead.

City of Love

I want to walk
those city streets
and pretend
that I am immune,
lay my weary head to rest
in no one's arms,
dine without a meal,
toast without a glass,
and leave Paris in flames.