I lie cold upon the marble stone
The moonlight shines
               Pale
                      Glowing
Illuminating the delicate tears
Like blue-tinged liquid crystals
That fall from my lover's eyes
Cold
Splashing on my cold body
Accusing
             Resentful
Sorrow and love combined.

  Her hair moved
  Blown by the grieving wind
  The endless locks of blue-black hair
     Like liquid night
        Shifting over alabaster skin
           Pointed ears now showing
        Her amethyst eyes
            Gleaming wet
The ethereal fire that once burned
        Dimmed
     Ashes blowing
The hearth now cold
Waking up isn't the hardest part
      It's saying goodbye.
The light drizzle
Becomes a heavy downpour
     of hateful rain.