Chasing Dragons

St Dunstans in the East
“ Agnes sweet, and Agnes fair, Hither, hither, now repair;
Bonny Agnes, let me see The lad who is to marry me. ”
 
Notes on a minor scandal play, in discord
Running from the winded road.
 
Reality will close in on them,
Upon the road that has claimed many men,
Many men seemed to test fate,
for the forbidden taste…
 
And fate claimed them long before it was too late.
 
Shaken like the summer leaf, leaving for autumn
They listen to, yet disregard, the cruel voices that hum.
 
It’s okay for some.
For some, being lucky is like chasing swallows
His mind races and in guilt he swallows
She races at a pace, from the shadows close
because that is the path she chose.
 
And for those who tried before
It was way over before the intended score.
 
Chasing Dragons in the guarded dungeons,
 the heart, that is what it does…
it beats… it bludgeons.
Swelling like a crescendo, cutting throats
for all who stand in the way.
It’s over.
 
Young love never knows reason
Nor prepares for the forthcoming season
His eyes set upon her form and he was convinced,
and for reason he harvested foolish scorn
never recognizing that deceit had colored his judgement
And she,
running from the tolling bells
convinced that they had spirited away in secrecy 
her young mind convinced itself that it was her heart speaking true
 
Chasing Dragons- who will try to stop them?
stuck with the hope that cliché always wins.
The young lovers forget reality
and upon the moors they set their sights for a home
perhaps if they had only known of the curse’d
Wuthering Heights, 
 
“ Agnes sweet, and Agnes fair, Hither, hither, now repair; Bonny Agnes, let me see The lad who is to marry me. ”

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