The orb of the night
lights her murky trail,
illuminates her bloodless skin,
crimson lips, tear stained veil.
Shadows dance in her grace
echoes her sorrow,
enhances her loneliness
her heart dead and hollow.
Drawn to her sanctum
brought to her knees
devoured in in the grief
a sombre disease.
Claret seeps from within her
laid upon her thorny bed
The wintry night air chokes her
as her final tear is shed.