"Her"

Lying so still on the sheets of the bed;
Mattress is filling with her life source so red;
It's hard to believe how much she has bled. :
So lovely, so peaceful, you can't tell that she's dead."

So glassy, so milky, her beautiful eyes;
tow tiny pinholes on her neck and her thighs;
Soon she will ascend up into the skies;
Untouchable to the worms and the flies.

Sweet the texture, and taste of her skin;
This Morbid lust shouldn't be such a sin;
Blood's just as cold as ice liquid tin;
No one can touch her, not ever again.

Lips the color of a frozen blue lake;
This angel could make the strongest heart break;
She's such a dream, but too real to be fake;
Leave her alone for her precious sake.

Precious breasts, so full and so fair;
Never again will they rise up with air;
So flawless, and wonderful, her flesh is so bare;
Without feelings, emotion, her soul isn't there.

Her lovely pale cheek, so graced with a kiss;
Not ever knowing it would end just like this;
The sweetest darling the whole world should miss;
How could it be wrong to indulge in this bliss?

The darkness around is almost pitch black;
Were it not for the clouds that the lonely skies lack;
Calling death romance, and not an attack;
Only one tear glissens in a single wet track.

A still body so blue, so shockingly cold;
Her beauty will last, will never grow old;
this treasure so worthy, mor precious than gold;
So priceless this woman can never be sold.

Just lovely the hope in her one preciosu tear;
A hope trying to mask her one greatest fear;
She's fallen, now rising, the times drawing near;
After this pain, she'll always be here.

Soft angel of my dreams, did heaven send;
In my beginning the worlds untimely end;
To her every need I will tend;
This strong will of mine can't break, tear, or bend.

My little black dahlia, so pretty and fine;
A burnt out radience just beginning to shine;
I'll love you for eternity, plus eternity times nine;
And all I want now, is for you to be mine.