#kevinsaysreadhiswordsdammit
i burrow within bones
your marrow
kisses…delving
cherish ~ is a harsh sentiment
precise
immigration
the wilted rose…claret and obsidian
~ some dark mulberry…too
her skin holding fingerprints too long
punches - eons it seemed
her exquisite skin a wilted rose
dying rose
bruises fleck her coral skin like ink
the…intensity…of hate can be subtle
can be ~ alluring
she contemplates peering into the fibbing mirror
scrutinizing herself
aged blood mimics a wilted rose - too
she smiles a dangerous laugh
a daunted smile and grins to herself
still…
tears plummet within her
love ~ his love ~ was not supposed to linger
this long
Death was…
when whispers tormented
and Heaven was…failing
Death was lush in the ~ twilight
smirks when timid
Emily’s essence
whilst Dolly was…distant
Emily’s eyes closed
hoping for a destiny
Death was
……complex
