A name, a word
Unfamiliar in nature
The dark told you of me
I was afraid before I heard it
Now my hands reach through memories
For an unfamiliar grasp
Tether me to my daughter tongue
Lips unsavory
Chapped and dry
Here you made me
I am born
Here you bade me
I am torn
Hot wax on the edge of knife
We are sealed
As one with our lies
You make a new truth
With the face in the mirror
Stamping into your skin
Fate's seal
Only death can break her
Only life would dare
She has not come yet
We wait, we yearn
Here we are
Across the room
Her eyes are blue