she embrassed my
stated decomposition
because I loved her
to death
under the moon we cried
cursing the sun
for causing tears to dry
preferring our love
to be blind
void of light
facing the dark unknown
knowing that truth
becomes veiled with sight
images are distorted
mask are worn
lies get sworn
hearts become torn
which is why we thrive
in this darkness
its where all things
are born
so we lay naked
and exposed
with arms wrapped tightly
lips speak while touching
whispering softly
in the midnight of our love
where secrets become nothing