Prince's Love Drowned

A little blood;
No pain at all

You say you did it out of love?
Well-
Doesn't matter anyway, does it?

Pray, leave her heart alone,
It is exquisitely dead
Laid out upon crushed black silk
and rippling starlight.
You left her there, a maiden fair and cold

Your own heart lies in your chest like lead.

She dressed herself in her finest
Drowned herself in flowers and song
Sank and not to surface

And still you say it was love?
Cruel, far too cruel
Far too heartless, you

Liar.