Thursday, March 29, 2018

My beautiful friend

She comes woven
In the painful tears
And gossamer silks
Covering the fears
Of those who go
Take her hand
And linger not
For her kiss
Is deadly
Gaze into her eyes
They reveal the abyss
Then stare away
Don't say no
Soon she'll fly
Her ashes dusting the sky
Her job done
So deadly
So beautiful
So gone from now
You are gone for good
For the wonder is
The white cloth
That wraps you
Is clean of red
From where you bled
Is she a goddess
Did she ask you in
Or was she sent
To finally cleanse
The meat
From the decay within