She weeps

alone beneath starry shade,

entwined in need to cry forever-

for him, and herself.

Breathing yellow roses,

bleeding silver hearts

drawn by her shaking hand.

She lifts her tattered wings

and falls


to the ground.

Pearly moonshine whites

of his eyes,

her own chalk white face

reflected in the burning

pupils of his stare.

Perfection, the darkness


She closes her eyes


wakes up.