The Blue Faced Solemn Moon Lit The Hollow,
Snow Glittered Underneath The Wreck Of Steal,
My Neck Cranned So That I Couldn't Swallow,
My Limbs So Mangled They Could Never Heal,
A Trail Of Blood Smeared Across The Thick Grove,
A Doe Stood Infront Of Me; It's Eyes Calm,
I Studied The Doe While My Own Soul Loathed,
How Could I Loathe With Her Heart Soft As Palms,
And As She Watched My Skin Started To Twist,
She Ran As He Silently Watched While Still,
He Licked My Shattered Bones And Tugged My Wrist,
He Told Me With Him I'd Never Be Ill

We Breathed In The Night Air With The Same Lungs
And Though I Had Wounds They No Longer Stung