Fading

you see i liked the way he saw me pure bone no lies he saw the dust already forming knew exactly where i’d go and he loved me my blood my black my pure white stained in sin he saw all my flowers and imagined the fading my leaves crumbling within his fingers we’d tumble down the highway the crisp faded leaves chasing each other just out of reach and other’s hands and hearts interfering cutting love’s truth with their axes and demands but he loved me with a purity and with his gaze she’ll never, ever know