Walk the Green Wreathed Marble Back!

Sintered tiles of green wreathed marbles bejewelled in steps that elevate to where you are entombed incense wafts white and slate, demure and shy my growing guilt is deflowered by your-her friend's- sly smirk she scoffs along-was she forgotten, faded and gone when you left her cow carcass dead she winced and sighed names that were you- breathing in your sights and smells that had faded bad and blue, she had meant it with every cigar cad she was whisky and powder for long till we had her and they screwed and pinned her to her cross her passion was her death as it guffawed along your memory comes late..she is lying in state! I pay ,bray,stay,hay,lay and walk the green wreathed marble back!