Delightful.
The touch of light
that scales her
porcelain skin.
Eclipsed
just beneath
her dollish chin.
Stars
spangled within
the diameter
of her eyes.
The moon.
The light.
Collecting
what's left
of her draining
life.
Hello.
I love you.
Goodbye.
A swan song
if you may
take this knife
into your abdomen.
Trade me
conveyed breaths
in understanding
compliance.
An alliance.
Sated by
silence.
London
drinks your blood
without defiance.
Now.
Close
your eyelids
my sweet
Elizabeth.
An angel
welcomed
by God.
Sent
by a Jack
of all trades
and hearts.