Before dawn I make sure.
I make sure the bedding is tightly primmed...

Serenity,
Obscenity...

It is bright across the way.
The way I used to take...

Like a trophy held up high,
he holds you before our eyes...

Sealed within the bliss,
the red rose twist...

Gentle whisps of elegant despair,
hidden like locks of broken tots...

They didn't have to do it,
complete the devious task...