Dementia

[Signe]

There's a siren's call in madness

and it's lulling me to sleep

a sweet song of lustful sadness

that begins a slimy creep

across the web of my undoing

and the fabric of my mind

and the threads are slowly skewing

tarnish taking their bright shine

 

And I know my time is ending

and there's nothing I can do

but somehow I keep defending

my memories of you

[Peredhil]

There's a melody of love

That holds you when you sleep

That fits you like hand in glove

 

A cradle broad and deep

A weaver of your tired mind

Claiming each unravelling thread

Gently tucks in each shining find

Handing back when sleep has fled.

 

And though we know our time is ending

I can hold onto you

Your life and love is worth defending

I've discovered love through you.

[Signe]

*smiles* you've always known exactly the right response to everything I say. *hugs Peredhil*

[Preprise]

I enjoyed the rhythm of this poem a great deal! I'm a sucker for strong meter. I also like the concept. Thanks for this!

[Signe]

wow, you really went back into history! Thank you.