If the skies are blue

Roses red and the grass green

My love for you would be dark

The tar of charcoal, like a black hole

Where stars dare not shine

I loved you like kohl to my eyes

Like intricately hennaed hands and feet

Tinkling bangles called out to you

The you within me cried out for you

A bride led to the slaughter

Fattened lamb to the altar

Visceral offal to the crowsVisceral offal to the crows

I’m standing here all patched up

Like a piece of child’s play.

Some parts of me are nowhere to be found

This puzzle can never be whole again

Now I’m searching for you… For love

Across seven seas I would come

To give you sweet ginger love

A taste of your own poison

Certainly it won’t kill you…

Or will it?

Written by Andrevn