Death is a brown-haired boy
with earth coloured eyes which turn
warm in the sun
those eyes coat my skin like the heat of a bonfire
warming me to my core

Death is a boy with a black eye
and a split lip whose words make
me feel safe

Death is a boy who loves me
something new and exciting
who touches my sin, fire left in his wake
until it doesn't

Death is a boy who leaves me
who cares and cares
until one day
n o t h i n g