Forgive me for exposing
The thorns in Lily's spine.
Her bloody lips,
Her vicious tongue,
Could only keep me silent
For a moment's time.

Forgive me,
I am not the enemy,
And my revolt was not meant
To sever beauty's cord.

Only Gods should have that power,
And would,
Could she not revile Heaven's gates
And drain trite,
Venom-laced love in their eyes.

Mesh and lace cannot withstand
The soft echo
Or the heartbeat of her footsteps.
The wraith of a promise
Or the gentle smirk
(Lined with teeth)
Only served to twist the knife.

These will end her secret reign.

Heaven and Earth
Both shattering,
The snarl of protest in their destruction
Silenced
By her close-lipped smile.

The light dims.
And as the love you once held for her
In your eyes
Fades,
The tracks of dust
And the crawl of every second
From this moment to that
Will no longer seem so endless.

Your breathing shallows,
And your heart slows,
And she smiles,
Whispering as if in a dream
Everything happens for a reason.

Penned by my hand on the 14th of Ios, in the year 171 MA.