PERSEPHONE'S RETURN
by Ann Mortifee

Shall we descend once more
My Hades
My King
My Prince of dark unknowing
Shall we wander once more
The labyrinth time
Of undergrounded doubts

Portal gates gape wide
I hear cries from far below
And slow your hand appears
Shades of Netherworlds
Still stained upon your skin

You are reaching for me
I move your hand aside
And glide with regal step
Where once as maid
I wept and gnashed
And begged release

I lift my mouth
To press into your hungry lip
And slip forever down
With you
Lover
Of dark forboding
Rivers of abyss
I kiss your blood black eye
And cry my own
Deliverance

Husband of my deep awakening
In your touch of death
I am reborn
This is my gift
My curse
My great undoing
This, my Queenly abandon
To blindness
And the void

copyright Ann Mortifee 1996

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