What else do you expect to find
Within this mortal heart and mind...
Somewhere-
buried deep...
They tell me.....
I'll be writing her final stanza soon...
“Hold out your hands.”
A calming voice spoke...
Melody speaks beyond the trees
Yearning for her spirit to sing...
a razor teeth sea
swells deep within me...
Your world has changed irreparably
even if in a manner long anticipated...
She painted tinsel in the dark
as demons stripped her soul...
She was born an innocent
with ivory cheeks, button nose...
If you must go,
remember to sparkle...
Promises...
There must have been a time
When I was pure and life was well...