Never before had I known love
its simple form a dream I knew not of
I prayed in heart for this way to come
but i knew no love
I could see you stand deep in the crowd
your wandering hands you had vowed
never seemed to find their place
a world in which I had no grace
It seemed as though I'd lost myself
inside your world my heart had no wealth
your hand upon my cool white skin
burned me deep inside with sin
Covetous hands of mine that held
knew yours lies were a private hell
hopeful tears when love mourned
sought your love through your door
cradled in the arms of fire
water fell deep in the pyre
seeking truth and lovers hand
brought my fears to a stand
I'd thought our love had been so true
dreamed of living my life out with you
Sought so much to lose it all
as down I fell, a broken doll
Butchered by a lover dreamed
a scheme I knew or so it seemed
lost and found when woken once more
to a hunger never known before
eyes of red that sought your hand
hair as snow that flowed and fanned
but lost was I of your face
memory gone, my will erased
seeking now the loss of life
remembering now a single knife
looking deep inside myself
lost inside a demons wealth
its simple form a dream I knew not of
I prayed in heart for this way to come
but i knew no love
I could see you stand deep in the crowd
your wandering hands you had vowed
never seemed to find their place
a world in which I had no grace
It seemed as though I'd lost myself
inside your world my heart had no wealth
your hand upon my cool white skin
burned me deep inside with sin
Covetous hands of mine that held
knew yours lies were a private hell
hopeful tears when love mourned
sought your love through your door
cradled in the arms of fire
water fell deep in the pyre
seeking truth and lovers hand
brought my fears to a stand
I'd thought our love had been so true
dreamed of living my life out with you
Sought so much to lose it all
as down I fell, a broken doll
Butchered by a lover dreamed
a scheme I knew or so it seemed
lost and found when woken once more
to a hunger never known before
eyes of red that sought your hand
hair as snow that flowed and fanned
but lost was I of your face
memory gone, my will erased
seeking now the loss of life
remembering now a single knife
looking deep inside myself
lost inside a demons wealth
Author notes
This poem is about my character Aiiko Tsunada... a young woman murdered by her lover who awakens in the morgue with a hunger- who then kills the mortician, and is found later in an alley way covered in his blood by a med student who helps find out who she is, and what has happened
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