Feral love was born in the beating
of his heart against hers
time stood still as moments were stolen
...never to be returned

Formations of energy ripped at the lovers
tearing them apart and leaving sharp edges
that seemed to pierce the soul of all who got near
...tattered and torn, with chin to chest

Madness attached to her every thought
forming cob webs of unnatural reality
voices scream in codes while her eyes rolled
...her silence fades into internal screams

Maiden flowers that bloomed were cast aside
in a pile of past waste, repeated by a weak
tattered soul
...painfully aware of the stench

From that day forward
you'd see her smiling while her lips
moved in whispers...answering her minds chaos
...forever drifting between here, and there

A flower anyone? From a maiden fair?
She laughs...sliding into the water
to just breathe...to just breathe

Sanctuary~