Your spine curves like a saxophone,
I intend to play our symphonies
on the pearls that decorate your skin,
That trumpet in your throat sings
loud and full of life,
Please share it with me tonight,
The metronome across your chest
is a warm reminder of who I have
been looking for,
We do not even notice the broken
strings we share in our necks,
looked past tongue tied apologies
in the midmorning outros,
lay with me here tonight,
as if we were a chorus,
in just the right tune

"Am I going to die *****?" You ask from your hospital bed, you look so pale with out your brilliant red hair, I smile sadly as a tear escapes my eye.

"No, go to sleep baby girl, I'll be here when you wake." My voice cracks at the end, but you don't hear.

Your heart monitor slows, and my small whimpers turn to sobs, doctors rush in- but your already gone.

Goodbye Baby Girl.
I love you.
~Kat Herondale

There are 2000 miles
Between where I am and where I want to be.

Every time the sun greets my car
i seemed to be farther from where you are
2500 miles from home.

I defended my life with a wavering voice
But i still replay the way your voice shrank in size,
The day when you grabbed my arm and begged me to stay.

I want to come back home
But i've got 3000 miles to go.

Let me be the
Corpse beside
You, rotted.
With roses on my lap and
In my hands.
Fresh flowers reside
Everyday, never
Wilted or fake.
Dusting my bones daily
With fine conversation.
Even when you 
Were the one who
Killed me, I stayed
Forever, as forever can be.
You made sure of
It.
/
Eat the candy
Out of my
Mouth.
I tell you
"**** on that!"
So you did, saying that it
Taste like honey,
But you pucker.
Lips swirling into
A kiss stolen 
From me. I want
It back!
Tongue missing from
My mouth, gargling
On saliva. Not mine 
But his.
Oh, I know
So sweet...