The Kiss Of The Valkyrie

The night is so dark. I look up not to see stars, but my own tears. One I have loved betrays me.
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

How many times we have spoken and laughed? How many times I have wiped your tears away? How many times have you helped me through a dark night such as this? How many times have you kissed me with the warmth of friendship heating your lips?
Judas will you betray me with a kiss?

Where are those others I also loved? Have they scattered to the winds as well? Was my devotion not gift enough? Was my adoration not treasure enough?
Judas will you betray me with a kiss?

The wind hints to me of a wrong that has been done. She cups her hands to my ear and whispers of those who grieve. I plead, “Gentle wind, I do not know from where you come, and I do not know where you go, yet do not leave me lost and alone. Do not fly away without telling me what transgression I have committed.” The breeze only howls and moans in response determined to keep her secrets. She frustrates me and leaves me shattered. The unforgiving wind leaves me alone to bleed, leaves me to suffer with my confusion and pain.
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

Where have I wronged you? Where I have placed pain in your heart instead of joy and laughter? Where have my lips cursed you instead of lifting you up?
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

In dark shadows you have hidden. In hushed whispers you speak to those hidden specters of intrigue and deception. Tales of pain exchanged. Yet do these tales reach my ears so that I can mend the breach? Was there a way to right a wrong?
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

Can a wrong that has never been brought to light be righted? When the light of day shines upon it and dispels the darkness, will there be anything left to see? If I remove the bandage from your wound to heal you, will there be a wound to see?
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

Without a groan I will take the lashings the memories of love for you have to give. Without complaint I will allow my wounds to bleed.
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

Silently I will remain in the darkness. Without reproach I will carry my cross up the mount where simple key strokes will drive the nails into my flesh. Silently I walk through the throng of those who would cry, “What crime has this one committed?”
Judas would you betray me with a kiss?

Tendrils of light begin to illuminate the sky yet this black veil will never be lifted from my heart. In darkness my love will remain where soon it will wither and die. With death comes the only true release from pain and suffering and I will invite her to my table to recline with me. I will let her caress me. Her cold lips will press to mine and in death I will be renewed.

Judas will you betray me with a kiss?