Here in the night you called for light. Great was the thirst in love's first kiss.
Death called for blood, skies for a flood, dust broke apart: such great thirst, this.
Beautiful child, thus undefiled--fall on your knees; face the abyss.
Take care to sing perilous things, know in this death beauty amiss.
Beautiful death, held on sweet breath, I have no more left in my eyes.
Take on your back this boast I lack; take on your brow truth in fine lies.
Lift up the beam, raise up the dream; I took the keys to your demise.
Wake up the dead, beautiful dread. Be the belov'd, I the despised.
postscript
A Magali Shairi for DFC day Ten. Magali Shairi is a Georgian form with 16 syllables, a caesura in the center, and double syllable end rhyme. [link]