It was a fairytale-
With unhappy endings, unkept promises,
Broken hearts, and wishes come true too late
To be good. And of star-crossed lovers
Iris and Gabrielle, it spun a tale-
Seeds of a love so strong and dark,
It survived Her wrath.
And yet it couldn’t find a way back
To the lovers, before it met the end of time.
1ris.
I have lost all I had,
In a war that had never been mine
To win. Yet I had fought
To save my life, or my love-
Hard to say which is which,
Since both to me are now lost.
Yet no angel wings I see ‘fore me,
No broken feather; twisted fate
Has mocked me again and changed
What had been written on the stars.
No heaven’s gate closed before me, nor hell’s fire
Me consume, but the vastness ahead,
So dreary so dark, I long to weep!
But there are no tears,
For I have no eyes,
Nor have I my body to hold me high,
The me that has been inside
So long: weeping, torn and all alone, it has loved
None but you! Yet Gabrielle you leave
Me time and again to fight fate.
And I wait for you, hoping as I do,
That you win at your war
With Her and return to me,
A mortal, an angel,
Whichever She chooses for you to be.
Fallen, broken, I long to see you
This one last time, and feel your heart
Beat with mine,
That I may sleep in peace,
And merge into this nothingness…
GabrieIIe
My wings bleed- twisted and torn
Feathers leave their marks
Behind, and I hope that you wait
Like you always do
For my return. For my victory
Is for you, and oh! Here you lie,
So cold, so white, your tears run dry
And a feeble heart that echoes mine
And beats to a stop.
I weep, I cry, do you hear me no more?
Her fall, my win is nothing without you
By my side! And yet now you leave
Me when I return, won in war!
Fate mocks my love
As you lie dead in defeat,
And though I will otherwise,
My heart will always beat…

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