She Being Death
Death latch’s by my side,
Like a hollow goddess.
Rendering my speech,
Speechless.
Death caresses my hearts wounds,
Undoing the dusk chains,
And intertwining it, in jade thorns.
She, death moves in closer,
And move I do to.
Only to stare each other in the eye.
She being death sees my joy,
I being her love see her pain.
Mysteries were born and solved in that moment.
For I never knew deaths tarred lip,
Could taste so sweet.
Copyright © Guy-Adler Dorelien | Year Posted 2010
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