This is where we get her to talk
when she wants only to shut down...
"He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest...
Springs Lost Beauty...
I watched her walk through
dew pearled roses, wind softly...
Topaz eyes with rusty glass shards.
Razorblade's kiss left a trail of dark scars...
On the floor are pools of dismay
as I gather the right words to say...
It was two years ago
That you had to pass away...
Are you just a memory?
Or did you never really exist...
Wind caresses sun-kissed hair
of princess Bella at the county fair...
Used to laugh, used to love
Lost it all the day you died...
As I stare into thine eyes
I see your pain, I hear your cries...
Needing to feel something
More than just pain...