I was his last duchess. His lady of honour. In love I did respect his wishes. Lost kisses shared. As the sun rises in the mourning. The sky cries another tear. For the yesterdays gone and tomorrows to come.
In eyes, I undressed him. My mind him dissected. The image of man. That man. Dark lord released. Shadow melted to the walls. Within my abode. Can feel the presence still. Of he who is not here.
Because I will be his last duchess. Though I know he doesn't care. He was my last duke. My last memory. Naked pictures. Saved upon my phone.