I layed on the beach that summers night
in the glow of the firelight
and there I dreamed of you
opened eyed gazing at the stars

I wanted to reach out my arms to you
tell you how much I do love you
but yet I just gaze at you
so wanting you

The tide calls in whispers
telling me you truly do love me
so here I do lay
sleeping under the stars

Don't worry about my tears falling
I have tried to hold them in
so I sleep under the stars
feeling the warmth of you within


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

No way will I yield
you better **** me first
do you think I will not hold my ground
oh boy not with my determination

I was born on the outer world
so before this speck in the cosmos was formed
my determination is truly vast
as I am her pride, her sweet last

I mean to fold space and time
show my holy determination
show you what this crossbreed will do
show you what this mother of Earth can do


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Jesus looked just like me
both made of cheese and peas
and that time he got nailed to that tree
I was eating cheese and peas

And you, God girl of sweeter glories
don't you dare look away from me
for we are the same as was
made of cheese and peas

I would not eat you
as you would not eat me
for we are just the war wanting
made of glory, cheese and peas

Let me turn the earth to dust
for in god they do trust
better give parliament to me
sweaty of cheese and peas

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

He watches face pressed to the window
hunger pains hurting his stomach
watching them flick the burgers
right into the plastic bin

They don't care for the hungry outside
the homeless the down and outs and starving
their Company tells only to sell
the rest are consigned to the bins

Been told it's company policy
yet I think it's a ****** travesty
such a waste of edible fast food
I wish their was something I could do

Maybe a poem or two
about my burger bar blues
that's about all
I can really do

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The wheel spins slowly to a stop
traffic screeches to a halt
the aslant to this crime
is now far away, speeding across town

Another monday hit and run
another angel of death on wheels
this weekly occurrence
in this city of steel

Euthanasia is banned here
yet the maniacs on four wheels
want to finish what they started
they want to finish you and me

So they drive with headlights flashing
their horns blaring liken to speed demons
dive friend if you can, out of the way
for they pay tax for these road ways


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Whatever you do

don't defrost Walt Disney

I hear he was not a nice man

even could be part of the clan



Please don't bring him alive

a brain in a robot he would reside

and if you gave him glaring laser eyes

all at Touchstone pictures would have to die



So please please

don't defrost Walt Disney





By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

She took my heart
she has my soul
god help me
for I kneel to her

I'm crazy in love
out of control
and I want her
I need no other but her

Some nights I cry
for she is my all
and crazy do I miss her
her kin and all

Soon I fly to her
fly to her back in cold blue skies
with my heart overwhelmed
as we meet looking into her eyes

She is my all
and I love her so
but if she said, I don't love you
yes of course I would go

Then I would go to a mad house
where they would not heal my sickness
they might try to tame me
but I'm crazy in love


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I created for myself
a most delicious death
one of the delirious mind numbing kind
for I need to break my wings once more

Think not that this write dear friends
do not think that this is a cry for help
I am one of those that is capable
and do choose my own fate

Look into my black eyes
there is such a delicious death
hear my screams liken to a Angel
as I scream her words in my last breath


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Never have a mermaid as a girlfriend
it is a deep sea fishy affair
she may have golden hair with silver limpets
yet she never dons any underwear

The times I take her out for picnics
it always has to be by the sea
and whilst I make sandy cucumber sandwiches
she is playing with her mates, alone she leaves me

I hate her to get into a flap
for her tail is wet and very strong
so as her land loving boyfriend
who loves her, I just have to go along


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Don't get chippy lippy,
where's the ****** spinach Jeff!,

I didn't think you was a two-bit cook,
I thought you were a chef!,
so wheres the ****** spinach Jeff!,

Where's the bleeding turbot, Herbert?,
and where's the feeking risotto,
if I don't get some ****** food soon,
I'll drink a bottle of wine and get blot-toad

Where's the ****** crab, Brad?,
blimey! does it smell high to you!?,
You'll ****** **** someone,
and bleeding get me sued!

By Christos Andreas Kourtis and Larna Kira Kourtis

Do you remember those childish days
those warm days of lemon drops and candy floss
days we spent at the fairground
so never wanting to leave till night fell

You smiled so much then
and I hoped you would never leave me
I never had someone love like you did
then when you fell ill, I was heart broken

You told me you was dying
and my world did fall apart
you my love were everything
yet knowing you were dying and we would part

I still sing that poem I wrote for you
as the light faded from your eyes
I could never love again
my love of lemon drops and candy floss


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The white rose wilts in her garden
telling her that her love has died
and the tears of dew
are in unison of her own eyes

She did not want him to go
but he was duty bound
and in the shells of war
he wrote in blood his last note

For this was a war of slaughter
a war veiled in terrible death
a war of loss of good men
in the slime of generals glory

They noted the deaths
then they call for more
for more good men
to die in this war

A thankless and hard task
just like the 60's
but now all are frightened
where beauty lays betrayed

Such political wars
why do they not fight them
and leave the common man
in harmony and sweet peace


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

The locals knew someone lived on the face of the cliff
it was a legend past down from father to son in whispers
only at night could someone see him by the light of the moon
yet as slowly as the sun climbed above the sea, he disappeared
Many looked in crooks nooks and crannies
but the search was futile and much in vain
yet now and then in the depths of night
some did hear his distant forlorn cry
Many had heard his wind swept pleas
his sad lament was always repeated
oh mercy give me perseverance and strength
for all my sins I do repent, by the marrow of puffins bones
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I have become lame
riddled with disappointment and shame
these black days
broken dreams and shattered horizons
have made me feel like a puppet
that has had it's strings severed bar one
and there I hang
held aloft by one arm
swinging from side to side
helplessly broken and numb
my puppeteer does not care for me
too many dances have frayed my strings
yet as the light shines on this black stage
I twist slowly and look up with a heavy head
I see hope contained within a silver thread
that shaft of light which springs eternal wanting
if only I could reach what binds me to this parade
I would sever and be free forever
yes nothing more then a rebel rousing jester
a vacuumed packed mannequin of deceit.

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

His kingdoms span the desert sands
his subjects all dress in  purple and black
know his sacred name and bow to him
for who you see on this throne is the lizard king

He licks his eyes with his slippery tongue
the eggs around him are all his young
he is the master of times sands
creature of the sun that he commands

He is the last true knight
cursed to hide his real persona
and when he chooses to speak
his voice you will remember

To your knees you must bow
watch me I will show you how
dare not my friend look at him
our cold and wondrous lizard king

Oh see how he makes silver stardust
how he has kept us warm all these years
look now dear friend his eggs are hatching
and all contain his legions, his black dragons

All hail to our glorious leader  
master of time, our lizard king

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Desolation City
The streets seem to be empty of life in Desolation city
just the changing of traffic lights that flicker, looks pretty
that's when you know, you are back , back in Desolation city
what can a poor boy do, I ask no mercy for I need not pity

I will look for shelter from those whom I love
all that I call friends and know my kind heart
for soon flowers will grow where pavements crack
and the healing will begin at the end of this March

The people so trapped by fear
some you know close or near
when outside all they see is tragic cruel violence
and witnesses that are terrified and stay in silence

Make love and honour a duty
shine over the streets so gritty
lets make the people understand
all cry for freedom in Desolation City

No more intellectual repression
no more blinkers on our eyes
as we mean to give relief and charity
to our lost home called Desolation City


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

All oceans would this navigator discover
seven seas in seven years did he roam
whist sparkling stars in the heavens tried so hard
yet this broken navigator could not get back home

So he bites on solar winds and sails
to a place of many days of doldrums
this place so stagnant and most morose
he had to his sins, has to wait with his kin within

His crew are that hard of salty seafaring kind
with maps written on their faces cracked by sun and salt
they his, had only ****** smells and shells
call them hero's as seven seas they did horridly sea's fought

This was his last voided slipstream event
these mariners by the cut of their gibe
prayed to an Egyptian Hero some call Alligator
for he is the first and last of Navigator

So whist this captain of mapped minds falls
his company will care for his last orders
for they have witnessed in ancient tears
and the breaking of the navigator

Oh fly the flag and be proud
live poetry with passion long and loud
let your heart embrace this creature proud
whist you watch the breaking of the Navigator


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris



By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Jumping up and down on the time mattress
making sure it's under my feet
and opening one vortex
while hopping to the next
the terrible robots try to follow me
screaming they will catch me soon
so I try to hide on the dark side
on the dark side of the moon

I wish the cow would stop mooing
the spoon would find it's way home
the rotten cat with it's fiddle
would go back to the moon base dome
where has my bed gone now
I could really do with a sleep
I will have to eat some cricketers
and give my poems to Pete

That planet is at risk
but that is not my problem
this temporal displacement
will send me home again


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


Dedicated to my loving brother Peter Andrea Kourtis...... Love yer Bro X

I know you are suffering
with your life threatening disease
but I will tend to you forever
as my brother I do love you


It makes me cry sometimes
to see you in so much discomfort
but I will shield you and protect you
and if I have to. heal you


You are my blood brother
but we are not the same
life's I do live
I can always regain

But you are a part of me
and I truly love thee
so I will protect you
using all of my resources

You are the last of my human family
as I do out live all
so happy birthday sweet brother
from this lord of the lost and fools



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Cancer that murderous thing
can happen to all and kin
and the suffer and fear
will make you pray on the tier

Don't think God is easy
as he kills all over the world
he did not slaughter millions
not with his might almighty

Oh yes he did not want children to die
but oh dear he is a child killer
and what in Cambodia
and the rest oh these wicked wars

More then I can really believe
you have done to yourselves
none here have sanity in heaven
for you lead the Earth to hell

For you are Cancer
a wound on earth
you died long before
at the day of your birth

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

When I was a black clad killing machine
no change there then
they called me the mist master
with the feet of a gecko

I used to climb walls by thinking
funny enough I climb walls still
but now it is just stress and dying
on the ceiling with feet of a gecko

Don't turn the light on
it is bad for a reptilians eyes
whist I hang from the ceiling
catching moths and flies

Ok if I can stay really still
waiting for that juicy ****
yes I am a lizard hero
with feet of a gecko

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Every night he's out with his torch
shinning it from off his wooden porch
looking for unsightly bugs and slugs
knowing those greedy munching critters

He had put beer cups in the soil
but to no avail
only a few slugs got so drunk
that they fell inside

So this night would be his sweet vengeance
this night will be liberation of his green friends
with salt in a bucket he goes storming Norman
throwing a frenzy of burning salt that melts flesh

He was a very nice chap most of the time
but tonight it was just protect those cabbages
and protect them he did and destroyed
yet forgot the cost to his liberty he claimed so right


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Wiggin's was a wombat
a legend in his underwear
and everywhere he went
you would hear him *** and swear

He was a very unpalatable chap
where ever he roamed, caused havoc

He had no cares for no one, not one jot
his mantra matched his favorite film, Salem's Lot
a incorrigible beast of heinous intent
a bounder, a blaggard with all truth bent

One nasty piece of work was Wiggin's
Vombatidae would hang their heads in shame
knowing this cad of a man did scare it's name
and with grief stricken tears say, oh how lame how lame


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

As I walk down the road all I see
are Asparagus lanes and Asparagus trees
what is this thing about Asparagus and me
when will these stalks of green set me free

I see Asparagus in the morning
I dream of Asparagus at night
I eat it till it comes out of my ears
with a belly so very tight

My best friend just knocked for me
and ******* do a Asparagus I see
oh pity me
and my Asparagus plea

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

The way she smiles at me
it's a magical glow full of love
and her eyes burn into mine
like turning water into wine

She is my everything my all
she is a giant of love ten foot tall
and I love her so very much
and I long for her touch

I would be broken without her
and I will never doubt her
that she is mine and I am hers
till the end of our sweet time

She did find me
what a lucky man I am
and I love her with a passion
like love could ever go out of fashion

The way she smiles does make me cry
without her apart of me would die
I so wait to be with her I need to hold her
and with much love and nastiness, give her a *******


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Sudden came the fall in temperature
that evening on the hillside
just me and the giant rock
on the hillside looking east

We chatted about her wonders for hours
he told me he missed her as much as I do
I grabbed his hand and to told him not to cry
looking into his eyes I told him, all of us do die

I did beg him please dear friend
do not let me shed tears for you again
please don't fall this day
as our inconceivability did

So I told him in quiet and old songs
the time when trees were like baby shrubs
when they sung hymns from the outside blue
for Primrose Molly was our only true love

Always was she a woman of good joy
a glory for all to behold
her eyes sparkled sapphire blue
as sunshine turned her hair gold

She would dance each day in parks public
with the summer wind caressing her hair
and with fragile hands of opal and ivories grace
did dear Primrose Molly do her utmost fair

So me and the rock sit here
here on the hillside steep
and in good thoughts
her soul we will keep


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

I drift around the shores of cyber space
looking for that big wave
I am known as the Imprinter
the surfer without a board

I play with havoc as hard as hell
do dark to hide I am from glorious Heaven
so think me nice and rather cool
for I am the surfer without a board

I am, a mirror in times fabric
a telly tally time bomb
some know me as Lord
but I like, the surfer without a board


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

Yap yap yap goes the snap happy puppy
he's one boisterous diminutive chap
he leaps up barking and snapping
and furiously his tail wagging

He's little teeth are like needles
ouch the little ***
he's snapping at my fingers
and I just got another nip

I know he's only being playful
but he never leaves you alone
snap happy puppy
you are a bad bad boy


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I can't watch movie romances or sad stories
they make me cry
I'm sensitive in that way

When I see uniforcations
see people brought together
I cry, for I am sensitive that way

I am always wishing well
casting loving spells
because I'm so sensitive that way

Never want enemies
always needing friends
because I'm sensitive that way


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Yes it's my birth date
the day I fell back to Earth
I do celebrate this weakness
as I deactivate my protective shield

It's just one day in a solar year
when all can see me here
they will see a fragile man
without his protective shield

The last of his kind
a lord of time
a master of rhyme
warchild feeling so fine


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I find it so hard to believe
that any one would give a Goth a gun
if it was self loading
the black clad ******* would shoot everyone

Hey just look at the Bio Hazard masks
and the black and silver goggles
these creatures make your future the past
give one a gun and it will be your last

Please don't think their eyes do smile
for Goth's are dark and so is their fun
so if you treasure your flowery ***** life
please please, never give a Goth a gun


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

If my tears fall from my Manchuria face
onto the white pillows, as you leave
do you think I would forget you
would these tears be for you

Those times you told me
told me of your love for me
yet here I cry on silken pillows
as my heart that you promised

You made me your vengeful princess
and father I will make a bee line to you
I can't wait for you to feel sisterhood
and all that motherhood can do

Let the gentle winds **** my hate
for what is the point of hating
should not love kind and pure
fill the hearts of all the just who endure

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

There it sits on Nelsons head
watching all and sundry in Trafalgar Square
this place of a great empire
this place I screamed when born

Even the pigeon knows and coo's
the empire will rise once again
so I make haste to prove
London will never fall

I make a journey tonight
back to my human birth place
going back to my birth place
just to feed that pigeon

There I will vow to not falter
never to yield
for my empire
only to that, do I kneel

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Another bowl, more tail then life
they wait for just to mate alone
yet their prison forbids them
as there is no cloth to cover them

They swim in such a confined space
never known of clear stream water
never known what it is like to be free
emasculated in their orbital prison

Poor things, I feel so sorry for them
round and round in circles they go
with nothing but gulping to do
these wretched creatures, these goldfish two

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the historical state of winners
only the losers look like villains
never do you hear of Nero being a good actor
even a true advocate of the arts

They say even ****** loved his dog
just did not love Germany like a German
and when his wicked empire fell
he wanted all his kin to go to hell

But not all losers are losers
some rise again in vengeance
to right the wrongs
but come to bitter ends

Some of the good will always be hidden
so smart in metamorphic states
they know the art of transition
an art from our place

Never take history as what is said
for half will be full of untruths and lies
never believe a dragon
if it has a forked tongue and snakes eyes

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

For many years I have grow you
seen such individuality of your leaves
your green and white stripes
elongated pattens of delight
it's like you have a bar code
on those slender leaves bowing to gravity

Every few days I water you
as you like little your plant food
just a sunny position on my window seal
does seem the magic to make you flourish
as I tend to you everyday
my sweet humble spider plant


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Crazy as a box of frogs they say
working hard night and day
drinking fast talking fast
idiosyncrasies his way

Where intellect meets madness
you will see there he resides
with his technology abound
that never leaves his side

He's a poet musician and killer
all wrapped up in one
crazy as a box of frogs
is that son of a gun



By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

They stalk their prey in the long grass
eyes keen on their would be larder
crouching ready to spring
feline sisters Serengeti hardware

The sun beats down on their perfect forms
as they move into position
the hunt is on
for the Serengeti hardware

A Zebra walks unknowingly
into their line of sight
now it is marked for the ****
they leap into action the Serengeti hardware

Claws tear at ****
zebra cries in distress
a sister bites at its throat
and soon it will be dead

This is the
Serengeti Hardware

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Bless her little cotton socks
and her bossy little boots
she has come down again
just to tidy up
oh yes, and to be
near to her Daddy

Her soul shines with kindness
and such an intellectual soul
I wonder where she gets that from

My daughter, miss tidy up
I am so proud of her
in her eyes I do see hope
I see compassion
and a heart of gold

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

From the throne the broken and dying came to me
twisting and contorted riving in agony
dripping down dark stairwells
to me their vertebral blooded end

In the time of the lizard king
so much ****** ****** has been committed
even some of my own were poised to fight
yet I told them to hold there ground and wait

This never ending war
this fight without retreat
battle hardened with fight we sing
to the defeat of the lizard king

I kiss and tend the wounds of the fallen
with all I have I heal them and give them love
and when evil comes to my domain
I will smite all their armies

Sweet saviors I make in a blink of an eye
words of the last I do sing
by all I own all empires I will bring
to the defeat of the lizard king


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

On wind torn cliffs
they hop and bound
these bright beaked birds
diminutive sweet clowns

They are prey to many a Gull
skewers do take them on wing petrol
cute and gentle they look to me
yet never to small fish of the salt seas

See them plunder the shallows
then rise from water cold and blue
watch them in their cubersome wonder
flying and flapping like humming birds


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It's all going on down here in Hastings
a beach *** party with balloons and loons
thank god it's a pebbled beach
no sand in the vaginal crease

Hey pass me a bud
and give me a rub
it's all cool here
at the beach *** party

Hey now that is illegal
leave that donkey alone Jesus
have you had enough rides
at this beach *** party

Let's fly to another planet
lord god **** it
lets find kinda lands
for our beach *** party

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

It was game night in my friends house
we were halfway through a game
when Chastity came in
with a few of her friends

They asked if they could join us
then Chastity took off her shoes
then she sat right opposite me
with a wicked smile on her face

The cards were dealt
I had a good hand
but Chastity's slender feet
had other plans

I told the guys I fold
for she was too much to behold
having her stocking feet
so close to my spuds and meat

I tell you, it was ****** mind blowing

BY Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Here we go round the bush
looking for presents left
the easter bunny has a blade
and I think he wants me

My cut throat easter bunny
your blooded blade don't make it funny
you want to chop and hack me to death
my evil easter bunny

I've seen you laying eggs
death traps in flower beds
you are one evil bunny
and you're gonna **** me

All I want is a bite
of that chocolate delight
not now rabbit stew
for human will now do


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Some silly child kicked a Hornets nest
then the buzzing from within did get louder
six by six did they fly from the nest
armed with stings that can **** most

The silly child ran to it's mother and father
it pleaded for help from their kinder
but by the time they did shout
the swarm had followed it

Six hundred drones did some mighty stinging
then flew back to the hive
look at the family now with bloated bodies
for none of them did have a chance to survive

Never kick a hornets nest
unless you like to be stung
as within hornets nest all are clones
and fight for victory as just one


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris

© 2013 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)

They wanted a fairytale wedding
so we gave one to them one of biblical proportions
plagues of locusts ,boils that split skin
even the death of the first born

They wanted a fairytale wedding
so they have one heaven sent
is it not what all do want
to die in eachothers arms

Don't call me a wicked child
god smiled and we did it
don't **** the messenger
for it will probably **** you

Now shut it before we get *******
we eat ants liken to you for breakfast
they wanted a fairytale wedding
so know we don't give a **** about you

Fairytales, more like Angel fare

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Keep the fire bright as stars
singe their hairy feet clean
a Hobbit is bigger then a rabbit
and three times as tasty

The best kind are near Mirk Wood
they are plump juicy and yummy
and as you put them to flame
they inadvertently call for mummy

Oh what joy on dark trollish evenings
to share a morsel or two with friends
eat those Baggins squirming kind
saving their chubby legs to the end

Come toast a hobbit with me
they do as well as chicken
see how many your tummy
will if you try hard to fit in


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

I was laying face down in the sand
sea water laps at my feet
slowly I lift my head
good god I feel half dead
there by the side of me is Eddies cage
without him inside


I stagger to my water drenched feet
not feeling a hundred percent complete
my bands in pieces washed out to sea
and I wonder where my hamster could be
so I walk along the beach
following the footsteps of his little feet

Then I spy him
he's made a hut
with two goats and three chickens
well I was blown
and did not want to be alone
so I became his man Friday

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

Oh yes it is Sunday
that day I call it my fun day
when it comes to writing
mischief, mayhem
and most heinous misconduct

Watch a poet kicking dust
liken to a wild horse you want to tame
hey hay I will crush you
if you do not stroke my mane
mischief I am

Don't you dare touch me
do you know who I am
I am the child of chaos
the most wild child
the bringer of mayhem

And if you want, I could save you
if you bow down to me
for I am him of law
and so heinous
with every misconduct

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris

In the glow of the August moon
when silents falls upon the city
as the chapel bell does chime midnight
I stand by your graveside waiting for you

I hear you pounding within the coffin
hear you're rage, the screams to get out
come my love arise, I call in a dominating tone
and do uncover soil to get to your wooden prison

Lifting the lid of your casket
you just leap into my arms
my love, we will be married soon
in the glow of the August moon

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris