she
the dead shameless
a tender corpse
zig zag strewn
with matinée looks
and vacant eyes
staring yonder
a surrendered paladin
healing from life's endless clatter

i kiss her
adorations tender
on motionless cold lips,
so warm
she smiles without a smile
caresses with out a caress
loving phantom
a shadow glowing
her arms like scented lilacs
my tears like red wine

valentine
a silent concerto
wrapped in soft muslin
a gift to the gods
graves tremulous breath
all flames and burial

i read her deaths horoscope
an auspicious day
you will be bigger then a galaxy
my love,
i say

come to me
like nocturnes creeping
and wake me with sweet kisses
like a tongue of sapphire ash
and sharp teeth to drink
from hollowed throat willing
and we will love, and love, and love
like melting candles blessed

let the days bind me with gloom
that i may be consumed by you
behind castellated gates
in star studded shrouds
and cobalt black suns

come hither my love
to be consumed
i am necromancer waiting
devour
devour
devour