I watch you slither 

then feel you crawl

your way into my soul.

I wonder,

have you lost your way from Heaven

and tumbled into my hell?

You bleed,

tarnished soul

no longer pristine white.

Your heart is in shambles

while mine is made of stone.

Hush, hush.

Your flawed beauty

is a scar on the skin I trace

every night when the moon shatters into horizons 

and becomes nothing but a memory.

You sing a melody

your voice searching 

for Heaven and beyond.

I have laid you down

upon a million feathers

betraying promises

I once touched on your lips.

(hush hush)

I trace ladders to the sky with cigarettes

and caress the marks on your arms, 

the ones I have matched

with the stars in the sky.