The tide rolled in on a moonlit beach
Her name traced into the sand
Washing away when the water receded
My Paper Queen
And Razor King
Shredded in love
And smothered in blood
Laid where the sea could not reach
Laid beside one another
Hand in hand
Eyes staring nervously upon the Heavens
Waiting, deadly, deathly
For the rise of the sun
And the last image fleeting
As the blood washes away with the sand