By day, we stay

as far away

as love allows,

one from the other



I’ll be your mother

I’ll sooth the singe of sunlight

on your skin

A daughter to your darkness

till the end


The winter’s frozen fingers

seize my soul

The heart you’ve torn apart

has made me whole


Allure for pain is somehow

summer’s breath

Your light is night and life

has mimicked death


embalmed inside a 

rigor mortis shell,

your pasty cool complexion

zombie pale


Marble eyes and countenance

of stone

weep a quartz contentment 

of their own



    What do you think?


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