Her delicate silhouette still lingers in my eyes,
closer than these arms can embrace; haunting me.
I breathe her in within the lull of a zephyr,
lilac and roses filling the air; forever staining my memory.
Life found her defenseless, silenced by a veil of darkness;
faith clutched tight within her hand,
as esoteric dreams are shattered beneath the rages of a soulless hand.
Frail she emerged, soul hidden, draped in shades of gray.
Sweet serenity severed tragically; incarcerated reality.
Her taunting whispers bleed my heart,
no peace for the buried thoughts inside;
for innocence was laid to rest before dying,
earthbound, intimately weaving in and out through me.
No more saline tears to sate these eyes,
just an expressionless specter in human disguise.
She wore candy apple red the day she left; bright eyes that smiled.