Oil of the moon
I painted the sky with pieces of you.
Dazzled lips...undressed rubies.
Bones crushed beneath
The weight of words unspoken.
Shadowed treads across the heart
Deep within the swamps of murky kisses
Entangled in an embrace
That left us drowning
Ripping and clawing
Our way toward freedom
We pushed the other under the mire,
To gasp for air.
Was it worth it in the end,
Oh my darling of sirens?
To heed the call
Of a melody so enchanting?
In a canvas somewhere
Lay pieces of us
Painted with the oil of the moon.
The bluest of skies.Branded skin.