Medusa

She came on a tray of snakes
a hair cut gone pear shaped,

and gazed into my eyes.
I froze into stone
and unmoved her snakes
slithered over my body.

A nightmare that lived
into day,
Medusa.

You swayed into the horizon
on a carriages of gold and blood
and stole my breath away,

forever.
We played the game
and I was wrong,
set up a strong centre,
and you clipped me on the wing,
and bewildered my king
tempted him along ranks and files,
and then killed him
on e4,
for all the world to see.

32 soldiers stood silenced
as you gagged him from
g7 out in to the open
taunted like a animal
and upside down
sent a bishop to give
final words,
while your knights sunk
deep their swords into his torso.

Medusa, you hardened me,
and I swore revenge.
I sat down with Hercules
and for days and nights
I taught him the Sicilian Defence.

I prayed he would stop you.
He fell, as I did, Medusa.

The venom of your locks
the glint in your eye
like molten steel
forced my love out of me.
And every combination of fear
swept through the palace.

It was, what is was, Medusa.
On the plateau's edge,
the day you were captured,
brisk at dawn on a world's view,
you resigned,

I caught your tear.
Felt its glistening moisture,
Before it became a diamond.
Medusa, like a storm you entered
my kingdom,
like a waterfall of pebbles
you left.

At peace,
in pieces we remain.
Medusa.