Ever longing for ethereal touch

Crafting some soulless kisses

Arising the dead times

Oh! My once ravishing rose

We've sketched xanadu

Not knowing you've scattered

Seeds of sinister intention

And now,

Albeit into melancholy

I still care for you

Cherishing our luminous days

Rather than disgusts

The terrible twilight

Half alive, half dreaming

Fully insane...

October 6, 2017