Hush my darling don’t say a word

I lay a slender finger upon your lips

I didn’t see anything
But I surely heard

and I give a delightful wiggle
of my hips

I forgive you, I do

They are words of the ******

I haven’t forgotten
we were always meant
to be together
but it’s not like you
Remembered
all our well rehearsed
and thought out plans

You look at me through blank eyes
but with a curious smile
on your lips

It’s almost…

Mysterious

No, don’t say it, you don’t have to explain
and I’m not ready to hear your pain
If I can let go
and show you
that I’m not unhappy
that my heart is unworthy
your little black mark upon my soul
is less than a stain

This is where you should refrain

You’re laying still, a little cold,
as the sweat has dried upon your skin
Perhaps I should shut the window
but the fresh air is a balm
to the warmth that has delighted me
and has carried away
all that has frightened me
and there is nothing left
that reminds me of Sin

You’ve served me well
and as I understand
we’ve come a long way
without sinking in the sand
I gave you Love and Hope
and Happiness and Trust

You gave me the illusion
that I should have thought twice
even though
there were two of us
and I should have needed
more than just naked Lust

All this is whispered
from my roughly kissed lips
as I roll up my stockings
and retrieve a part of my heart
that I missed

But I know, just by looking at you
that you haven’t heard a word
that I said
because you are

Sleeping

or

*Dead