Neath Hades
By: KS

Neath Hades' shade
in the noonday sun
where serenades
a heart hard won,
methodic as a kettledrum,
pulsing, beats a rhythmic thrum
pleading let me be
your only one.

In Hades' shadow
Neath a moonbeam bright
woodwind reeds
from cascading height
drop symphonic notes
on the still of night,
and climax now in
crescendo avowing
everything's going
to be all right.

In Hades' kisses
all that exists is
dependency bound to
that which he wishes
and all that he doesn't
as if it wasn't,
were already banished
from his sight.

In Hades' anger
an imminent danger
there'll be no shelter
from that cruel heart's tug.
Still full beholden
to something that's holding me
captive
to a cool, dark love.

In Hades' embrace is
the liberty he takes
with his ingress
and I acquiesce
losing myself in
our bodies melding
my doubts effacing
his will retracing
upon my mind
one breath at a time.