Engraven

There you are pixled and framed
 Like someone of ancient fame
 On my wall and on my desk
 All encompassing east to west
 How an imagine does define
 The history that at that time
 In depths of passion still unknown
 For even now they ever grow
 You would question, “Is this your way?”
 Replied I, “Love comes what may”
 But a camera knows to true
 It could never capture you
 Look the light betrays you here
 The glory cannot ever near
 The truth within your crooked smile
 The weaponry of careless guile
 Your simplicities were your power
 Even to this very hour
 Now my earnest wish and drive
 To bring a photo swift alive
 But like the image burned on paper
 Your spirit is gone like vapor
 Soft you go, whisper soft
 My love don't leave I shall be lost
 All these lessons do avow
 That the past won't disallow
 Behind an act of treachery
 Wallowed in my lechery
 If life cannot renew in frame
 Perhaps by some great painters fame
 Would it please you to live again?
 To forgive all that brought the end
 But inception meets the disgust in me
 Like a devil heralding
 Could I by some line of skill
 Meet the mercy in your will
 I would breathe the Breath in you
 As some ancient magic brew
 But this I speak to desk and wall
 For they alone contain my all
 Here I try to quench the thirst
 Undoing my betrayals curse
 But you are lost and gone to time
 But never to my static mind
 I have seen him at your side
 Making all I said a lie
 Thought I rage and give commands
 How do I hallow what is damned?
 Now I trifle with alchemy
 Enslaving some great rarity
 Of lead I will transform to gold
 As the love I too often sold
 In my great munificence
 Resides my unpardonable offence
 There you are pixeled and framed
 And I alone carry the blame.